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me, but I know that hoe is faking
Cookin' in the studio, like I'm fuckin
bakin'
Yeah, my girlfriend, her back is what I'm
breakin'
Walked by your girl,

a lick on King Arthur and copped his broadsword, drive by stabbing, pull off in my new Ford.
8 in the 2 liter I just poured, the opps show they faces

Shells hit his body, god damn, stick knocked him down
Sea sick, too much water, damn but I ain't drown
Smoke too much dope might as well cop it by

could've did the last two
When Mario died, the same old song
For you to name us and leave us, what did we do wrong
Where were you to teach me about girls

and ahhhhhs so get comfortable
there levels to this shit and well I’m a Mario brother
Last time I gave you that penmenship
That made them want to elevate yall

and they all turn to fans

Me and Zay, like Mario and Luigi
Can't count all this money, I make it look easy
I'd rather fuck on the wife of another man

supposedly throwin' stones at them birds
But Mario Judah even got questioned by Druski
What's the problem when I wanna call my homie the word

with a cold, whole lot of pain

Pipe your bitches down like Mario, this ain't
No game You can let that ass out, you don't gotta
Have shame You talkin'

What's fire is the fact that he's from all the way in the Netherlands, but he's heavily
inspired by the Bay
You have made me want to listen to more

throw me up the peach, call me Mario baby
Don't call me brother, no you not Luigi, yeah I'm goin' hard
But I swear that I make it look easy
Got this water

secret smoke

Backdoored my homie found the Reason ask him what you mean
Say what you mean you did 'em bad For what he on our team
Look Mario in his eyes

you know I get fly and you see when it shows
My hat is 250 and bitches get with me and bitches like bitches there's 3 in my room
I'm feelin like Mario

Yeah it's you (aye)

Purple lights
Violent crimes
We can do whatever
In this pixelated night
Think we've had enough of life
Let's play Super Mario high

ziemi
Ale dobrze wiemy ze to by się skończyło brutalnie
Przed chwila padał deszcz
Teraz mamy słonce i może to dlatego ze ty jesteś obok mnie
Nie zrymuje

plays yaw n***** jus jokin

Naw This ain't Mario go get a token
Said that it's fire I'm jus here to stoke it
N**** pop ghost guns I shoot glocks
Like ma

Salute…to that ass in them jeans
She a trooper shorty could've did a stint with the marines
And she get to the bag by any means
So any thing she need

brag, yeah. You should see what I did in the past, yeah
You sat on the sideline. You watched me as I really went past it. You went by the guideline. You

screaming outside
If I pointed that out to you you'd have all lies
Embarrassed that it was mentioned midst of all eyes
You got a sad vibe we not in reach by

a bunch of junk food
Pockets fat, boy, I shoulda been in Crush Groove
Flow super like Mario on a mushroom
Ho, I break rules, livin' like an outlaw

Into _ Cream me now 

Say my people don the kpariwo 
Say Govment the play them like Mario
Ask me what you wanna know 
Na so my people suffer 
Them

the Patek (doo)
Or I might swing by the vault and see Mario and cop a few big fat diamond baguettes
Famalam we've got the whole damn game by the neck (yeah)

wszystko by je złożyć tutaj
No cóż zamiast tego miałem bloki na Bałutach
Ej bracie pamiętasz tą pierwszą puszkę po Faxie
Tych blaszanych kolekcji nigdzie już

Like Mario we chuck fiyah acquired by the messiah 
Like Tony Starks we stay sharp iron sharpens iron 
Can't come down we can only ascend higher 
Mustard

Cigára, RAP, (styl)
Občas prcnu tvojí holku, ať nestojí svět, (padá)
Je fakt levná, to už bys mohl dávno vědět, (cheap)
Musíš makat, ne furt na tý píči