Karoshi Tarantino - Mars++ lyrics

{verse 1: karoshi tarantino} I'm with the sh*ts, i let my nuts hang Choppa will eat a ni**a like a mukbang I got this dirty 30 it's disgusting Young ni**a 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 ni**as been lazy ni**a we paid, dugg and lil baby b*tch look like 'yonce like my name jay-z Come to my concerts, ni**as 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 ni**as is sweet just like some pralines Spin on your block, ni**a 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 fu*k that b*tch but we not friends She su*k 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 su*k my dick, i made her walk I would like to have one girl but these ladies on my co*k 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 motherfu*king dancer {verse 3: karoshi tarantino} I hop in my car and that mufu*ka super I hop in the booth and you know i got stupid She su*king that dick and it feels like she toothless Do not fu*k with the gang, all them mufu*kas ruthless b*tch we slide in the sprint' with them mufu*kin choppas I might fu*k on your b*tch, i might fu*k on your mama Don't fu*k with that rara, don't fu*k with that drama The studio hot, man this sh*t like a sauna Ride presidential like i am obama Came from the trenches that mufu*kin trauma Might roll a blunt, this that mufu*kin zaza Breaking his ankles just like i am zaza This album too hot, this that mufu*kin lava That boy is a fruit, he is just like a guava Might have to slide on some mufu*kin 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 ni**as hate that Said i'm broke, lil ni**a don't you say that Got the crown lil ni**a might just take that And if they shoot, me and my ni**as spray that I might just cook lil ni**a, might just bake that And her virginity, i might just take that