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Yo Martie Yeah Yo Martie This is not the type of- (This is not the type, this is not the type) This is not the type of thing I would get into normally I would get in to openly, I been f**king up, like, socially She just wanna wreck, like, globally, think I fell in love, like, totally Paying no mind, like, knowingly (Yeah), say it with your chest, like, vocally Yeah, yeah (Woo, oh) That like my baby, that sound like my baby (Yeah, damn right, mm) Let's get to together, she hit me with "Maybe" (Let's get together, let's get, yeah) Yo Martie I whip a bike and she whip a Mercedes, yeah (Skrrrrr) She ain't got time to go easy, I'm wavy, crazy I'm taking two of these sh*ts on the daily She on the plane over sea like the Navy (Over sea like the) Not from this place and my skin feeling scaly It's gross Star boy walk, got a plan and I back it Swisher sweet treat, god damn, I crack it Blue silk sheet through vace, ain't magic Want a fine piece, got gold in the attic Brand new fleece, Tommy Jean, still cla**ic Two blunt series, I be down in Jura**ic Driving out quick, got frailed on cla**ic If he die now, he'll be legendary status Yo Martie Ice, showing lace, you gotta wait, I couldn't let go (I couldn't let go) Ice on my face, you saving space, I'm sippin' crystal (Yeah) Hands on the waist, I'm outta space, I'm stuck in my zone (I'm stuck in my) Lights on the screen, blue laser beam, I'm stuck in my home Fall onto me, I wanna be, I need to be alone Two call to me, five follow me, I'm cold in my bones Double mixed with patron (Yeah) On the rocks like a goat (On the rock like a) First, I drink, then I smoke First, I cop, then I grope Yo Martie So just indulge me for a second. It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could've done them better. The critic belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, who's face is marred by dust and sweat and blood Yo Martie Star boy walk, got a plan and I back it Swisher sweet treat, god damn, I crack it Blue silk sheet through vace, ain't magic Want a fine piece, got gold in the attic Brand new fleece, Tommy Jean, still cla**ic Two blunt series, I be down in Jura**ic Driving out quick, got frailed on cla**ic If he die now, he'll be legendary status Star boy walk, got a plan and I back it Swisher sweet treat, god damn, I crack it Blue silk sheet through vace, ain't magic Want a fine piece, got gold in the attic Brand new fleece, Tommy Jean, still cla**ic Two blunt series, I be down in Jura**ic Driving out quick, got frailed on cla**ic If he die now, he'll be legendary status Yo Martie Yo Martie
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