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marshallrapper – no hook lyrics

[intro]
give me a beat
tylian made the beat

[verse 1: mar$hall]
i keep that strap in my jeans
up it in broad day b+tch i’m causin’ a scene
you can get popped like a bean
moppin’ your block b+tch i’m keepin’ it clean
hyper, i’m off the caffine
my boys be tweakin’ they off the codine
took your b+tch and i gave her that peen
kicked her ass out mar$hall so mean
i’m on my grind like f+ck a b+tch, i’m chasin’ that green
i be spittin’ this sh+t and i’m only 15
she ate my d+ck like a full course cuisine
you’s a lil fish sardine
run up on me you get blocked like a screen
p+ssy so wet canteen
spittin’ on tracks is my weekend routine
hoppin’ out the cut with the corn
b+tches so bad they film p+rn
so high i’m flying airborne
opps keep dissin’ they tootin’ my h+rn
they gon get popped like corn
dropped an opp and the family mourns
another opp, b+tch i’m scorin’
been k!llin’ sh+t since i was born
mar$hall you hot
i’m warm, pull out my meat b+tches swarm
opps pull up, this ain’t out of the norm
bullets gon’ rain like a hailstorm
diamonds on my wrist this an icestorm
[verse 2: tman]
these n+ggas doubted me but i was on the come up
n+ggas talkin’ down but they was never up
12 interrogated me but we had a good cover up
we be off the molly until the sun up
got these b+tches on xans
shawty twerkin’ that ass on command
n+ggas wanna flex, b+tch i am the man
i ain’t talkin’ drummond b+tch i got bands
all these motherf+ckin’ blue hunnids’ on me right now that was the plan
all these n+ggas [?]
don’t even tell me that i can’t rap fast
and on the block know that i carry that strap
bury his body then hop in the cadillac
audemars wrist with the ap
this so cold, run it back or replay me
pull up on the scene, 444 jay+z
hit it from the back make her pay me
where do i see myself in two years?
sh+ttin’ on all my peers the ones that wish that they was here
a lot of sh+t changed since last year
i ain’t the same n+gga as last year
last year was a broke year, but the next year i’ll be the most here
got options like what am i copping?
where do i wanna go shopping?
like you said i got options
this money stacked in my pocket
dumb money that’s a option
the pistol i gotta c+ck it
i got a whole other option
freddy krueger, when i tuck the ruger it’s a scary sight
run up on me n+gga you could die tonight
i ain’t never had no stage fright
hop on the stage and i take lives
[outro]
tylain made the beat

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