"NOT LIKE MARC" lyrics
Ayy (DaMazin Beats)
He in my DM like, "Cash, please block my bitch"
Hoin' niggas too easy, ain't gotta write this shit
It's hard to catch writer's block 'cause my life too lit
According to my calculations, ho, you short nineteen cents
Can't even enter a bitch dream if the pipe ain't in
When it come to cheese, boy, you poor like a nacho stand
Need some new haters, my old ones startin' to act like some fans
Any nigga play with Kidd get his shit split
Paparazzi caught me with an eater, yeah, I got thick shit
Huh, hit her at that same park y'all had a picnic
Feel like I work at McDonald's, I left an imprint
These niggas ain't gon' do shit, they never did shit
This new drip, I'm switchin' gear like a stick shift
Spent ten on a 'fit, ain't post one single pic
Boy, I done put more Rick on than Tia Kemp
Pretty much done summered up, new dog can't fuck with me and shit
I'm mad I took the over, bro only got three attempts
Nigga screamin' free everybody, but still won't free the bitch
The G19 on board like a bingo slip
I just dropped a blunt on purpose, boy, I'm gettin' filthy rich
Revoke his P membership, these niggas tender dicks
Teeth shinin', I feel like Chip Skylark
My backyard got a thot ho, check your MyChart
At Nobu eatin' with the chef, but this ain't South Park
Left a two-thousand-dollar tip, shit, this ain't my card
I might need a ghostwriter 'cause I'll buy the bar
My bitch left, told me secretary remind me to cry tomorrow
He got in the field and told like he play soccer ball
It's my way or the highway, I turned her options off
We the reason candles at his crib, you think his house was dark
Your bitch like Beloved, beggin' me to touch her body parts
Nigga, I'm bustdown like I ain't got no car
Nigga, I'm bustdown like my house was far
300K, that shit light, I'll be out by dark
For my respect, I'll do more time, niggas not like Marc
Ayy, why you post that throwback, lil' cuz? Just askin'
I fucked your bitch with aggression 'cause I got dubbed on Madden
Yeah, balled on his ass 'cause he ruffled my feathers
She said, "Thanks for wasting my time," I said, "Yup, my pleasure"
Why the fuck is doggy mad at me just because I slapped him?
Tuh, haha, man, damn, my bad
Huh, made his heartbeat stop like musical chairs
Since he wanna have a stare contest (Brrt)
Pulled up on your ho, my chair pop back, huh
Boy, you cheaper than an airline snack
I got fresh as hell just to pop out and ho your bitch
Today, I'm just gon' be quiet and show my wrist
Pocket watchin' just gon' hurt your feelings, you know I'm lit (Nigga)
On my mama, boy, I'm still ain't worried bout no bitch (Never)
Too many flows, I can switch it, you know how I get
Roof gone, they think I'm hangin' with Michael Vick
Pilot of the jet keep on rushin' me, I'm tryna shit (DaMazin Beats)
Finna hop in mode
Got two bitches in the coupe, finna drive the boat
I need some chicken noodle soup, I'm livin' by the code
My last bitch disowned me, caught me sellin' dick around the globe
Huh
He in my DM like, "Cash, please block my bitch"
Hoin' niggas too easy, ain't gotta write this shit
It's hard to catch writer's block 'cause my life too lit
According to my calculations, ho, you short nineteen cents
Can't even enter a bitch dream if the pipe ain't in
When it come to cheese, boy, you poor like a nacho stand
Need some new haters, my old ones startin' to act like some fans
Any nigga play with Kidd get his shit split
Paparazzi caught me with an eater, yeah, I got thick shit
Huh, hit her at that same park y'all had a picnic
Feel like I work at McDonald's, I left an imprint
These niggas ain't gon' do shit, they never did shit
This new drip, I'm switchin' gear like a stick shift
Spent ten on a 'fit, ain't post one single pic
Boy, I done put more Rick on than Tia Kemp
Pretty much done summered up, new dog can't fuck with me and shit
I'm mad I took the over, bro only got three attempts
Nigga screamin' free everybody, but still won't free the bitch
The G19 on board like a bingo slip
I just dropped a blunt on purpose, boy, I'm gettin' filthy rich
Revoke his P membership, these niggas tender dicks
Teeth shinin', I feel like Chip Skylark
My backyard got a thot ho, check your MyChart
At Nobu eatin' with the chef, but this ain't South Park
Left a two-thousand-dollar tip, shit, this ain't my card
I might need a ghostwriter 'cause I'll buy the bar
My bitch left, told me secretary remind me to cry tomorrow
He got in the field and told like he play soccer ball
It's my way or the highway, I turned her options off
We the reason candles at his crib, you think his house was dark
Your bitch like Beloved, beggin' me to touch her body parts
Nigga, I'm bustdown like I ain't got no car
Nigga, I'm bustdown like my house was far
300K, that shit light, I'll be out by dark
For my respect, I'll do more time, niggas not like Marc
Ayy, why you post that throwback, lil' cuz? Just askin'
I fucked your bitch with aggression 'cause I got dubbed on Madden
Yeah, balled on his ass 'cause he ruffled my feathers
She said, "Thanks for wasting my time," I said, "Yup, my pleasure"
Why the fuck is doggy mad at me just because I slapped him?
Tuh, haha, man, damn, my bad
Huh, made his heartbeat stop like musical chairs
Since he wanna have a stare contest (Brrt)
Pulled up on your ho, my chair pop back, huh
Boy, you cheaper than an airline snack
I got fresh as hell just to pop out and ho your bitch
Today, I'm just gon' be quiet and show my wrist
Pocket watchin' just gon' hurt your feelings, you know I'm lit (Nigga)
On my mama, boy, I'm still ain't worried bout no bitch (Never)
Too many flows, I can switch it, you know how I get
Roof gone, they think I'm hangin' with Michael Vick
Pilot of the jet keep on rushin' me, I'm tryna shit (DaMazin Beats)
Finna hop in mode
Got two bitches in the coupe, finna drive the boat
I need some chicken noodle soup, I'm livin' by the code
My last bitch disowned me, caught me sellin' dick around the globe
Huh
