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Дата выпуска: 05.12.2019
Возрастные ограничения: 18+
Язык песни: Английский
Mark My Words |
J got the plug |
Man |
They just came and snatched my nigga, damn |
They just clapped my nigga up |
Had to patch my nigga up |
Rat bitch tryna trap my nigga up |
What you gon' go wrap your nigga for? |
Then try to dap that nigga up |
Man, this can’t be love |
I guess loyalty ain’t enough |
How you just gon' change up on a nigga? |
Locked up, why you hang up on your nigga? |
You couldn’t even pick up for your dawg |
And I know you seen him call |
Why you go and switch up on your dawg? |
Are you just gon' give up on me, dawg? Yeah |
All I ever wanted was to see you win |
Free Hitman, you would think we was twins |
Real Rez, I’ma see you again, yeah |
Might just speed in a Benz for you |
Yeah, holdin' back tears |
Jeff, it’s been so many years, man |
Gone so many years, ayy |
That’s why I gotta keep it on me |
Bro, they creeping on me |
I know you sleeping on me |
But mark my words |
Mark my words, yeah |
Yeah, mark my words |
Hoo, I wasn’t born with money but my son was |
Still blowin' money from that one run |
Ooh, I jumped off the porch like my tour is done |
Nigga, you gon' make me cock the ratchet like Pornhub |
BeBe Kidd, if it’s smoke, say that then |
It ain’t shit to catch a body, then go out the way again |
Got a ladder on the pole like a cableman |
All these punches, all these slides, call me Megaman |
'Member when you first pulled up in your Mercedes Benz |
Taught you how to do fraud, you was my baby then |
Gettin' fast cake like patty cake, baker’s man |
Lost my dawg, shit’ll never be the same again |
Holding back tears, loading up the F&N |
From that day forth, kept it on me ever since |
Just hit an opp bitch, split her like a cherry blend |
All she wanted was a one-seven, Jeremy Lin |
For a spot, niggas change up like parking meters |
Bro been told me you a bitch and now I’m starting to see it |
Moving sloppy, niggas get caught, tell on all they people |
I hope all rats burn like Arthur teacher |
Even though niggas my sons, gotta charge for features |
Lil Nell cup full of medicine, look like he caught a fever |
Devil on my shoulder, I can’t get him off for shit |
No matter what I do, just can’t get her off my dick |
For real, hmm |
I ain’t goin' on no dates, I cut into 'em off the rip |
If the neck weak, you through, I gotta scratch you off the list |
Set the play for my dawg, he gon' catch her off the pick |
Was gon' take her off the bench, now she just another bitch |