[Intro]
Marc Boomin'
What up Marc
KrispyLife
Damn Marc

[Verse]
Trippin' off a Perc' sixty, left a fan sparked
Dawg was on some family shit, left the van sparked
I don't give a fuck about shit, I got a can heart, mannnn
From a city with forty thousand people, you can chart
Been runnin' up a check, my people barely see me
I'm done with the favors, like I'm Yella Beezy
Wanna get in yo' bag? Well bump my CD
My stash keep comin' up short, gotta rope my TT
Fightin' with my bitch me and—
Fightin' with my bitch being toxic, I done broke the TV
I'm in Hollywood trippin' on the walk of fame
You snitched on yo' hood, you should take the walk of shame
Talkin' 'bout you a Rock boy, well I'm callin' Dame
Dawg died a worthless piece of shit, he a ball of change
My n***a keep robbin' all the rappers, he got a ball of chains
The way I ball dawg 2020 I'm in the hall of fame
And I ain't retired yet
20k just on the charm and it's flower set
I helped start this spicy shit, where my flowers at?
Fire marshall bust in the booth like "Where the fire at?"
Bullets hit yo' skin and bite you, like a fire ant
These n***as rap all cap and I'm tired of that
Section 8 baby, I ain't never really had nothin'
Out of all my siblings, I was the bad cousin
Dawg talkin' 'bout he want beef but he duck and runnin'
Hit my head on the door, I ain't ducking nothin'
Rip Tizzle, he probably fucked yo' baby momma
He probably did it quick too and without a condom
N***as talkin' 'bout they the goats, but I think they llamas
These n***as bitch made and I blame they momma