Marshal

iight, **** it im in

cool

what"chu say we need?

grab the pistol

why the **** i need i pistol

dump that mutha****a in the bag we need that bih

don't tell me what the **** to do

call"em call"em C-call the nigga right now

shit the **** up

call"em

shut the, shut the **** up

yeah

If money get made then feelings get hurt

If I ever need me production then Dee money give”em the work

If I ever need me some marketing Migo will whip me right up

See I was suppose to be lil Pump here lemme fix you right up

Hold up hold up

See I missed a flight for a girl that I knew that I cannot replace

And besides that my mom sent a text like you can’t leave that girl at my place

See, I done been homeless

I done had cancer

But now that I’m back and I’m poping my shit

I’m dopping I’m dropping I’m dropping I’m dropping

Awe **** it I’m rambo unloading the clip

Letting outsiders divide up the fam

Man I don’t care who you married to

Y’all should be worried I’ll do up the mans

Don’t let me start oouuu I’ll do what You can’t

Me and my niggas we Redbox the Beef

That’s means I give it to mans on demand

Don’t lemme catch you, you look like pussy as soon as I see you We ****ing the mans

Figured I’d end you before we get started from now on ya name isn’t {Bleep}

I’ll just address you as dearly departed and dare yo bitch was to speak

Cause I got a plan

Call up my sister

Tell her come over then go to yo crib

Then tie yo ass up piss on you on camera and if you pop slick show that shit to yo kids

No punch in these lines

You punching the air while you listen to mine

Kevo bout home and he been done alined

With people who do what a nigga devise

So Please watch yo mouth

It is what it is

What type of grown man be threatening kids

Thats what’s this fits about

You need lessons so I’m tappin bottoms in front of wife Until all the bitch is out

I done had niggas I featured songs

Steal one my records and give it to burner

So O grabbed the heater and IG location and 10 minutes Later I’m talking to burner

He said he don’t know you he did you favor and offer a Feature exchanging the shit

Know it’s the pressure but nigags accept it, and as a reminder I need me my shit

Took me a break up on all of you niggas, to let you catch up

But you couldn’t catch up

Half of these records of mine you consider a hit it been years it been stuck in the tuck

Like

The song with the title of oh "btw” man I did that in 2018

Just

me and a bottle of pink old moscato and Sophie and var on the team

I

Need me a hit

Dug in the safe

Pull me one out

now the price switch up

now all of the pony’s my engine can carry is double and trippling up

AH

I got a savings that’s just for my son so 18 hell be rich enough

I was so homeless when I was that age but soon you’ll have more than enough

And I cannot forget dejan

Tried to run off with my record for fergie

hundred's in thousands in deals on the table and you went and run off and burned me

I need me that faded that you gave to YG no really on mommas I do

You blocking the deals when we gave you 10 bands what type of fat nigga is you?

Now run me my check hmm

Aiming these shots I’m a vet hmmm

Ball NBA that’s a tech hmmm

Whippin that white imma cheif hmm

But I’m im cool off that energy

Rather smoke and play games with my mini me

Cause im sense bitchassness in tendencies

So before I go snap here’s my end release

haha

iight **** it

*cut track, chair scoots out and audibly ganging noises are heard*