"Marni" lyrics
(feat. Yungzayy)
Aye, what these niggas on, Soulja?
Mxrt4lity
Let it run, Zay
Let it run, let it run
These niggas, they wanna be opps
These niggas just wanna be opps
Tryna look at my car, tryna see what I got
Get the loot, bust it down with the bro [?]
Take him down for his Carti', made his partner watch
I'm a Bloodhound, hawk that boy down, like the SWAT
Backdoor, I work my move then get out
Backdoor, I work my move then get out
Spend a rack on some shoes, fuck 'em up in the morning
Bome down, come thru the lane, Michael Jordan
Designer on me, fuck Atlanta Street Market
Tammat the drip, he ain't havin' it hardly
Tryna go up by the '5', like iCarly
Fear Of God drip, but I'm still rockin' Marni
Remember I used to work block wit' no fye on me
Said she got dick from a '5', but she lied on me
'Yercocet' boot up my mind, start spiralin'
Black truck, we got some room for artillery
They heard them shots, know the block gon' remember me
T-Two-hundred-dollar cup, this ain't no Hennessy
Said that he steppin', ain't spun't on anything
Coochie so good, I just bought her a promise ring
Yeah
I'm passin' this ho, I can't buy her no wedding ring
I heard these niggas ain't talm bout nun'
I heard these niggas ain't talm bout a thing
Ridin' down 285, geeked up
Smokin' on za, we switchin' the lane
Cuffin' that ho, boy, you know she a slut
She da main one, tryna give up the brain
I'm tryna fly out the wrist (What?)
I'm not beefin' 'bout bitches (Nun')
Nigga run up, get sent back home (Back home)
I don't even play wit' these niggas (Don't play)
Tell the label don't call my phone if it ain't a whole lotta figures (Whole lot)
Watch how I stack it up, huh
Pull out the big-boy riches
These niggas, they wanna be opps
These niggas just wanna be opps
Tryna look at my car, tryna see what I got
Get the loot, bust it down the bro [?]
Take him down for his Carti, and made his partner watch
I'm a Bloodhound, hawk that boy down, like the SWAT
Backdoor, I work my move then get out
Backdoor, I work my move then get out
Spend a rack on some shoes, fuck 'em up in the morning
Bome down, come thru the lane, Michael Jordan
Designer on me, fuck Atlanta Street Market
Tammat the drip, he ain't havin' nun hardly
Tryna go up by the [?], iCarly
Fear Of God drip, but I'm still rockin' Marni
Mxrt4lity
Let it run, Zay
Let it run, let it run
These niggas, they wanna be opps
These niggas just wanna be opps
Tryna look at my car, tryna see what I got
Get the loot, bust it down with the bro [?]
Take him down for his Carti', made his partner watch
I'm a Bloodhound, hawk that boy down, like the SWAT
Backdoor, I work my move then get out
Backdoor, I work my move then get out
Spend a rack on some shoes, fuck 'em up in the morning
Bome down, come thru the lane, Michael Jordan
Designer on me, fuck Atlanta Street Market
Tammat the drip, he ain't havin' it hardly
Tryna go up by the '5', like iCarly
Fear Of God drip, but I'm still rockin' Marni
Remember I used to work block wit' no fye on me
Said she got dick from a '5', but she lied on me
'Yercocet' boot up my mind, start spiralin'
Black truck, we got some room for artillery
They heard them shots, know the block gon' remember me
T-Two-hundred-dollar cup, this ain't no Hennessy
Said that he steppin', ain't spun't on anything
Coochie so good, I just bought her a promise ring
Yeah
I'm passin' this ho, I can't buy her no wedding ring
I heard these niggas ain't talm bout nun'
I heard these niggas ain't talm bout a thing
Ridin' down 285, geeked up
Smokin' on za, we switchin' the lane
Cuffin' that ho, boy, you know she a slut
She da main one, tryna give up the brain
I'm tryna fly out the wrist (What?)
I'm not beefin' 'bout bitches (Nun')
Nigga run up, get sent back home (Back home)
I don't even play wit' these niggas (Don't play)
Tell the label don't call my phone if it ain't a whole lotta figures (Whole lot)
Watch how I stack it up, huh
Pull out the big-boy riches
These niggas, they wanna be opps
These niggas just wanna be opps
Tryna look at my car, tryna see what I got
Get the loot, bust it down the bro [?]
Take him down for his Carti, and made his partner watch
I'm a Bloodhound, hawk that boy down, like the SWAT
Backdoor, I work my move then get out
Backdoor, I work my move then get out
Spend a rack on some shoes, fuck 'em up in the morning
Bome down, come thru the lane, Michael Jordan
Designer on me, fuck Atlanta Street Market
Tammat the drip, he ain't havin' nun hardly
Tryna go up by the [?], iCarly
Fear Of God drip, but I'm still rockin' Marni
