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za ! - mars3002 lyrics

[intro: mars3002]
i got percs, yea i got lean
and i’m with sum shooters don’t give a f*ck we’ll spray up the scene
totin’ choppas yea up the beam
feel like trippie i can’t see a thang!

[chorus: mars3002]
i got percs, yea i got lean (i got lean)
and i’m with sum shooters don’t give a f*ck we’ll spray up the scene (up the scene)
totin’ choppas yea up the beam (up the beam)
feel like trippie i can’t see a thang! (see a d*mn thang)
if it ain’t guap
double cup full of drank
b*tch i’m sippin’ on that wock
hit my backwood you might faint
b*tch i’m smokin’ on that za
and i’m doing sh*t that you can’t
nah i don’t f*ck with y’all!

[verse 1: mars3002]
i’m finna be a star baby
finna have foreign cars baby
i started going up now everybody acting strange lately
want a feature? better pay me (you better pay me hoe)
smoking gas rollin’ dope
just poured me up a 4
down bad left me all alone, can’t trust a soul
and my b*tch she hold it down she grip my pole
and if i say one word she gon’ let it blow!
and if it’s smoke then it’s up yea that’s fosho!
[verse 2: nyne]
pull up drop the top they tryna be me
im off the gas this sh*t exotic can’t even see
ok ok no nle this choppa stay so close to me
and she like nyne you got the key
i got rick owens on my feet
n*ggas still hating wanna be me

[outro: mars3002]
yea smoking gas rollin dope (rollin dope yea)
yea my b*tch she hold it down
she let it blow

- mars3002 lyrics

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