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8pm Eastern - MARTIAN! Lyrics
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(Yeah, we doing some adlibs baby!)
(Yeah yeah yeah huuuu)
(Uhhh, oohuuuh, yeah yeah yeah yeah huuuu)
Surrounding me
They doubting me
Devils all around they float for real, they clowning me
I got tattoos in my memories inked my PTSD (yeah)
I never sleep (yeah) dropping out sound like a beat (yeah)
Extorting the industry money roll up like a blunt, people all suck
Opposite you are an antonym, I need someone I can trust
Same as me I need a synonym
Blood only one that I trust, blood is till dust
Only look out for O-
Money up all these diamonds baguettes
And I take what I want cause I'm flipping it (yeah yeah)
Working the minimum, stuck in the middle
I'm buying tequila cause that's what P. Diddy did
Said no more trippin, can't make it while drinking it
Picking me up, gotta make twenty million
I had a flip (yeah), went to the Phipps (yeah)
I bet a double put all of my chips in, zipping my lips and
Now I drop top and I'm bagging the loot
(I'm bagging the loot, bagging the loot, bagging the loot)
Sleep at the back of the school
(Back of the school, back of the school, later dude)
I'ma do what I'ma do
(I'ma do what I'ma do, I'ma do what I'ma do)
Me and myself made a truce
Yeah yeah
I got higher days ahead of me to light the way
I'm not gonna die today, I'm just gonna fight the wave
Cause I know they
Surrounding me
They doubting me
Devils all around they float for real, they clowning me
I got tattoos in my memories inked my PTSD (tattoos in my memories)
I never sleep (yeah), dropping out sound like a beat (yeah, tattoos of my enemies)
Extorting the industry money roll up like a blunt, people all suck
Opposite you are an antonym, I need someone I can trust
Same as me I need a synonym
Blood only one that I trust, blood is till dust
Only look out for O-
Money up all these diamonds baguettes
And I take what I want cause I'm flipping it (yeah yeah)
Two roaches, my woe hit, baby bro shit
Yeah they call me a Martian, whip in my starship
I always stay lit, I go to zone 6
(Yeah yeah, no)
Blowing that shit yeah I'm out of this world
I'm going in when I'm outta this girl
Right on her titties she love when I rub it in, give her the double up cinnamon swirl
Halloween up and my bros they be trilling it
I could never get rid of these roots
We go from dirty to dirt, hoe go from dirty to hurt
I'm in that bitch and she burping and burping it
Bippity boppity birkin and birkin and shit
Yeah we gon flirt getting nerdy and shit they don't know I get nervous and nervous as shit
I almost flip when she curving it, curbing that bitch buy a turbo and turban it's lit
Had to hit with the blick hear a (pow! pow! pow!)
10 rounds had to reload the clip
Surrounding me
They doubting me
Devils all around they float for real, they clowning me
I got tattoos in my memories inked my PTSD (yeah)
I never sleep (yeah) dropping out sound like a beat (yeah)
Extorting the industry money roll up like a blunt, people all suck
Opposite you are an antonym, I need someone I can trust
Same as me I need a synonym
Blood only one that I trust, blood is till dust
Only look out for O-
Money up all these diamonds baguettes
And I take what I want cause I'm flipping it (yeah yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(I need someone I can trust)
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English

(Yeah, we doing some adlibs baby!)
(Yeah yeah yeah huuuu)
(Uhhh, oohuuuh, yeah yeah yeah yeah huuuu)
Surrounding me
They doubting me
Devils all around they float for real, they clowning me
I got tattoos in my memories inked my PTSD (yeah)
I never sleep (yeah) dropping out sound like a beat (yeah)
Extorting the industry money roll up like a blunt, people all suck
Opposite you are an antonym, I need someone I can trust
Same as me I need a synonym
Blood only one that I trust, blood is till dust
Only look out for O-
Money up all these diamonds baguettes
And I take what I want cause I'm flipping it (yeah yeah)
Working the minimum, stuck in the middle
I'm buying tequila cause that's what P. Diddy did
Said no more trippin, can't make it while drinking it
Picking me up, gotta make twenty million
I had a flip (yeah), went to the Phipps (yeah)
I bet a double put all of my chips in, zipping my lips and
Now I drop top and I'm bagging the loot
(I'm bagging the loot, bagging the loot, bagging the loot)
Sleep at the back of the school
(Back of the school, back of the school, later dude)
I'ma do what I'ma do
(I'ma do what I'ma do, I'ma do what I'ma do)
Me and myself made a truce
Yeah yeah
I got higher days ahead of me to light the way
I'm not gonna die today, I'm just gonna fight the wave
Cause I know they
Surrounding me
They doubting me
Devils all around they float for real, they clowning me
I got tattoos in my memories inked my PTSD (tattoos in my memories)
I never sleep (yeah), dropping out sound like a beat (yeah, tattoos of my enemies)
Extorting the industry money roll up like a blunt, people all suck
Opposite you are an antonym, I need someone I can trust
Same as me I need a synonym
Blood only one that I trust, blood is till dust
Only look out for O-
Money up all these diamonds baguettes
And I take what I want cause I'm flipping it (yeah yeah)
Two roaches, my woe hit, baby bro shit
Yeah they call me a Martian, whip in my starship
I always stay lit, I go to zone 6
(Yeah yeah, no)
Blowing that shit yeah I'm out of this world
I'm going in when I'm outta this girl
Right on her titties she love when I rub it in, give her the double up cinnamon swirl
Halloween up and my bros they be trilling it
I could never get rid of these roots
We go from dirty to dirt, hoe go from dirty to hurt
I'm in that bitch and she burping and burping it
Bippity boppity birkin and birkin and shit
Yeah we gon flirt getting nerdy and shit they don't know I get nervous and nervous as shit
I almost flip when she curving it, curbing that bitch buy a turbo and turban it's lit
Had to hit with the blick hear a (pow! pow! pow!)
10 rounds had to reload the clip
Surrounding me
They doubting me
Devils all around they float for real, they clowning me
I got tattoos in my memories inked my PTSD (yeah)
I never sleep (yeah) dropping out sound like a beat (yeah)
Extorting the industry money roll up like a blunt, people all suck
Opposite you are an antonym, I need someone I can trust
Same as me I need a synonym
Blood only one that I trust, blood is till dust
Only look out for O-
Money up all these diamonds baguettes
And I take what I want cause I'm flipping it (yeah yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(I need someone I can trust)
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Writer: Gabriel McKernan
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Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Gabriel McKernan

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