MARTA

by Lil donald




It's me nigga off the top
Lil Don!
Look uh jumped in the deep end and I ain't need a floatie 
Nigga talking gangster shit you gon have to show me
Hoes gon be hoes yeah my mama always told me
Hold my daughter's a little bit closer thinking about Kobe
A young nigga wack you right now buy him a rollie 
You would grind like this too if you ate bologna 
All these hoes out her want me wish I could clone me
Soon as you dont give them what you want you actin phony 

Promise you ain't pussy nigga 
put it on the bible
They gave my partner 30 
we took that shit to trial 
Went through hell on earth but I still keep a smile
Till that nigga need something then my number dont get dialed 

Built to jump it like a rabbit I aint pull it out a hat 
Gave you my heart and you lied bitch give me my shit back
Rolled the pressure thru the pain that's the way that I relax
No feature cuz you famous I ain't goin to pay you for no track
Gonna serve that boy some flex dog whip him up a batch
I been taking care of your bitch I'ma file her on my tax
I'm smoking on some pressure ima dawn the ashes
I ain't got to be a flexor these niggas know I have it
I'm in Neiman's on Tuesday buying for pair of shoes 
I'm on Saks Fifth Avenue these Cartier's too cool
Need the Fendi Alexander McQueen and the Dolce
Partner wanted to do his time aint want to probate
We going to eat something then fuck but this ain't no date
They racks starting to make you mad 
you startin to show hate
I Ain't Worried Bout no nigga I feel so safe
We beefin for real I can't wait to see you at the show date

Imma be a good daddy I ain't have no father 
Put the ice around my neck nigga this real water
Want to look out for these niggas but why bother
And we bust down Rollies cuz we roll Marta
I feel so betrayed 
you are hungry so I fixed you a plate
I'm the one that kept you safe
I feel so betrayed 
How can I forgive you
Now I know the real you 
kind of want you feeling what I feel too
Know he love you he got you living like he live too

Nigga the police they put the cops on
If I love her i put a rock on her
And I ain't talking about Dwayne Johnson
If life's going good there's some pain coming
Told her don't stop bitch I'm cumming 
I hate hanging around niggas who ain't got non
I was the same way when I ain't have nothing
Shawty played me right in my face 
she pulled a fast one
You too mad to be getting money 
you kinda angry 
She said why all these people keep watching 
I'm kinda famous 
I ain't shoot the shit in the air 
nigga I'm aiming
Yeah I got some head from your bitch 
how could you blame me
You should know 
she be half naked in the studio 
groupie hoe 
she thought she was Shaggy I was Scooby though
Nigga finna think they're going to pull my card 
this ain't Yu-Gi-Oh
A scrapper started doing some shit that he ain't never do before

Oh you hard now oh oh you hard now 
Oh you chris brown steppin in niggas yards now
Are you trying to pull up without your boys now
Well I got a hundred round and I'm by myself
And I aint got to use a shooter ima slide myself
You still sharing blunts with niggas I get high myself
Why you waiting on a niggah go and try yourself
Tripp about the cards I play the hand I was dealt 

Imma be a good daddy I ain't have no father 
Put the ice around my neck nigga this real water
Want to look out for these niggas but why bother
And we bust down Rollies cuz we roll Marta

Submitted by: Ronnie.lindemann22 on April 08, 2020

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