karoshi tarantino – mars++ lyrics
[verse 1: karoshi tarantino]
i’m with the sh+ts, i let my nuts hang
choppa will eat a n+gga like a mukbang
i got this dirty 30 it’s disgusting
young n+gga whipping ’round in that mustang
b+tch i been trappin’
b+tch you been lackin
go ask your b+tch, she say i’m packin
b+tch why you jacking
hundreds i’m stacking
got a white b+tch, feel like i’m jackson
b+tch you been goofy
b+tch you been stupid
r.i.p. juice, my dreams been lucid
run with your shorty
watch rick and morty
harrison barnes, i got the .40
i got the pack
jeans cost a rack
just like a glowstick, i break her back
b+tch i been crazy
n+ggas been lazy
n+gga we paid, dugg and lil baby
b+tch look like ‘yonce like my name jay+z
come to my concerts, n+ggas don’t pay me
shooting like allen, i got the ray beam
we got the choppas like we the a+team
count up my hoes, i got like eighteen
n+ggas is sweet just like some pralines
spin on your block, n+gga don’t blame me
i’m in the field, the opps say the same thing
[verse 2: surge margiela]
we the gang, we gon’ stick
side by side, yea that’s the clique
hundred bands
i need bands
i need bands up in this b+tch
in my big body bentley
f+ck that b+tch but we not friends
she suck me good, popsicle stick
while i (?)
your b+tch wanna get with me
sometimes i get to high
i feel i’m getting higher
she ask me “where the love at?”
i ask her “where’s the top?”
she said she wasn’t tryna suck my d+ck, i made her walk
i would like to have one girl but these ladies on my c+ck
my ex pulled up on a scooter but b+tch i came with my car
when i smoke i go to mars
you know that i’m going far
we not done
you know i’m tryna have my fun
we not done
we gon pull up with that
(?)
bands up
know i got my bands up
yeah my mans up
know i keep my mans up
and i got too much money, i can not even keep my pants up
choppa knock the hair up off his head like cancer
and your b+tch she is a motherf+cking dancer
[verse 3: karoshi tarantino]
i hop in my car and that muf+cka super
i hop in the booth and you know i got stupid
she sucking that d+ck and it feels like she toothless
do not f+ck with the gang, all them muf+ckas ruthless
b+tch we slide in the sprint’ with them muf+ckin choppas
i might f+ck on your b+tch, i might f+ck on your mama
don’t f+ck with that rara, don’t f+ck with that drama
the studio hot, man this sh+t like a sauna
ride presidential like i am obama
came from the trenches that muf+ckin trauma
might roll a blunt, this that muf+ckin zaza
breaking his ankles just like i am zaza
this album too hot, this that muf+ckin lava
that boy is a fruit, he is just like a guava
might have to slide on some muf+ckin oppas
i’m riding this beat like it’s appa
yea i’m riding ’round in that maybach
b+tch i’m up, you know them n+ggas hate that
said i’m broke, lil n+gga don’t you say that
got the crown lil n+gga might just take that
and if they shoot, me and my n+ggas spray that
i might just cook lil n+gga, might just bake that
and her virginity, i might just take that
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