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dark lo - go to mars lyrics

[intro]
“the red planet, unmistakably mars. could there be extra+terrestrial life here?”
3, 2, 1

[verse 1]
young n+gga cased up, he ain’t tell them nothing
he ain’t evеn do sh+t and they gave him 20
a free trip to mars, i was packing remy
just had a daydrеam when i was bagging onions
i was laying low, but now i’m back to hunting
a hundred shot blow, n+gga, at your function
ain’t no friend in us, who can i trust?
straight to a coffin, he was in a rush
assault rifle, beg your pardon, he was in the truck
caught a body broad day, he ain’t give no f+cks
appeals in to this day, he ain’t giving up
go and get your favorite rapper, he ain’t good enough
[hook]
get away from you f+ck n+ggas
wrote a kite to my bro to say what’s up with him
middleman with papi, said i’m always helping him
old lady with a bag, then we helped her
sm+t b+tch you said you loved then you held her
was slipping off the edge, but i held up
i’ll shoot you down, watch for kids, watch for elders
my [?] boys was cased up, we got their bells up

[verse 2]
she back to her old ways, she go both ways
and when i asked to use her house, it was okay
so when i get rich, b+tch, we’re both paid
and the block still running like the old days
the tec won’t jam if you clean it off
[?] and xans have me leaning off
he brought his man, i called the meeting off
the vibe was off, the way he dressed, his whole style was off
bucketlist drop, it’s like the powerball
ate dinner then made love to a china doll
bagging heron, and we cut it with some tylenol
i paid my lookout top dollar, he on every card
tell a n+gga suck my d+ck, that’s a heavy pause

[hook]
get away from you f+ck n+ggas
wrote a kite to my bro to say what’s up with him
middleman with papi, said i’m always helping him
old lady with a bag, then we helped her
sm+t b+tch you said you loved then you held her
was slipping off the edge, but i held up
i’ll shoot you down, watch for kids, watch for elders
my [?] boys was cased up, we got their bells up
[verse 3]
i held it down, every street, n+gga, every yard
do a background check on him, i bet he fraud
i know it’s petty rap beef, still wet him for it
obh run these streets and skinny [?] in florida
summer time, new weapon for it, i’m ready for it
they picked him up, then he told them everything he thought of
went to trial, gave him 20 for the sh+t he brought up
they gave him 20 for the sh+t he brought up

- dark lo lyrics

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