Generational (feat. MISSEDUZIS)

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Marshthekid

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They all want love, pull up in a big benz truck
Hop on the next, they all want love, yeah
I love the drugs, hop on the whip, man, I'm too faded

Pull up in a big benz, ayy
Hop on the whip like i speak that fire ay,
F*ck that shit like it was on fire, ayy
I speak that shit, I speak that nonsense

Hop on the next, we always play, yeah
I'm with my clique, I will make you regret it for rejecting me, yeah
I won the lottery, pull up with numbers that spinning that 03, yeah
I'm tryna get paid

Hop on the whip, I'm in my bag
She want that dick, well shit to sad
Hop on the whip, I hit the dash
Bang, bang, bang, got the shooter down bad

Oh, oh, oh
It was all my damn fault
I blame myself again
Playing with the wind

Hop on the whip, I'm generational
She suckin' that dick, I'm generational
She really wanna say I'm generational
Dead presidents sitting on my motherfucking wrist Diamonds wetting the skin

Out of the pocket Tony romo
She told me to slide, so I had to promo
With me making these stops, I always solo

I love her a lot so I had to go solo
She always flipping the page with me
I told her I was Ready Tom G
I told her I was coming wit cheese

I told her top corner top three
Top three shot it
Hit you, bum bottom
Gotta green, lotta water

All green, no water
Water in my bank account
Always in and around
Mess with me, get pound for pound

They tryna take me down
Out the back and we empty the rounds
Gotta watch out, they be killing for clout
F*ck all them niggas, I see in the drought

Talk about your love, yeah, I'm over that
I'm going up, ain't no way that I'm going back
Seeing us next, you know that I'm on that
Shot it so far, you know that I'm folding it

Wasting my time, what's the purpose
Said it's your smile, bitch, you ain't even learn shit
Look what I got, lil' nigga, I earned it
Just like a blood, the bitches be burning

Drop it, I drop it, hit it, live it like cider
I keep it, my bitch, she got drama like Mars
My bro, he gon' study, girl, bust your pinata
My bitches be black like it's motherfuckin' Donda



This chop  gon' leave em in the streets the streets
We left his ass deceased now

Spend too much to have it all
All taken down
If they run it, we run it up
Talk to a million, f*ck with the buck

When I love hard, they gon' fly away
I just go back to the drugs, drugs, drugs,drugs,drugs

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