MARTIAN PROD JVCXB ADVM

Spit

So cool, I'ma play it so cool
I get fried like soul food
Kickin' shit like kung-fu
'Mericano, old school
Muscle car, I blow through it
I ain't workin' graveyard
Every night I get to it
You can't say I didn't feed ya
Bit the hand like barracuda
Yeah, I'm 10-piece teriyaki fried
I feel like Young Nudy
I get fly in NYC, they think I'm F.I.T student
I'm a scholar, young nigga
I ain't outchea movin' stupid

Money bag, money bag, money bag, hella swagger
Why ya askin' me about ya ho
Lil buddy, ask her
I'on give no fuck 'bout what they say
They on my last nerve
Yeen got no sauce, ya dropped it all
Ya like a bad server
I hate that I had to curve her
But this bitch know better than that
I just got a brand-new burner
All I'm thinkin' bout is get back
I get Hello Kitty, Kit Kat
Spread ya legs and let me split that
She like"Baby, how ya did that?"
I can't even tell ya shawty
Eat me up like Jenny Body
Get these racks and shimmy on 'em
New Celine, I shitted on 'em
My swag might look pretty on ya
Roll me up some more, I blow this dope
It punch like Adesanya
Keep on rollin' up, I need some mo
It's been a heavy summer
You know I, cut off all ties
Keep it too player
This is my world, max my level
This not two player
No, we not the same, these pussies lame
And I'm the Earfshaker
And I keep a pole like Sarah Connor
I'm the Terminator
Money on the flo
They act like they know me
These boys act like ho's
So why you think we boolski?
No, I'm not ya bro
I'ma keep it coolski
You say what ya want
But, that lil shit don't move me

So cool, I'ma play it so cool
I get fried like soul food
Kickin' shit like kung-fu
'Mericano, old school
Muscle car, I blow through it
I ain't workin' graveyard
Every night I get to it
You can't say I didn't feed ya
Bit the hand like barracuda
Yeah, I'm 10-piece teriyaki fried
I feel like Young Nudy
I get fly in NYC, they think I'm F.I.T student
I'm a scholar, young nigga
I ain't outchea movin' stupid
Money bag, money bag, money bag, hella swagger (Money, money, money, money)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, hella swagger (Bag, bag, bag, bag)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, hella swagger (Money, money, money, money)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, hella swagger (Swag, swag, swag, swag)

So cool, I'ma play it so cool
I get fried like soul food
Kickin' shit like kung-fu
'Mericano, old school
Muscle car, I blow through it
I ain't workin' graveyard
Every night I get to it
You can't say I didn't feed ya
Bit the hand like barracuda
Yeah, I'm 10-piece teriyaki fried
I feel like Young Nudy
I get fly in NYC, they think I'm F.I.T student
I'm a scholar, young nigga
I ain't outchea movin' stupid

soKool (Prod. Tylerfutura)

Turn me up some mo, let's break the wall down
I get to them racks, I got these bands
I got the ball now
Throw ya hands up
Lemme hear ya make a sound
Rollin' off the molly
I get high off the ground on 'em
Heard ya tryna up ya swag, let me put ya down on it
Yeah, I'm blowin' super dope
Smokin' boulder like a comet
I'm poppin
I tell her give me head like a bonnet
Armani
I'm super swag surfin' on ya probably
I got it
I sumo-stuff my Ricky Owens' pocket
I'm gnarly
Tell me can ya handle dat?
Yeah, I'm anywhere the money at, baby
I cut off my phone for the year, I'm goin' crazy
She say"You da one"
She think Mani super wavy
She wan' eat me up
I told her"Hold on shawty, maybe"
Ion wanna kick it witcha till I roll this J'ski
I'm on hippie swag, I drop a tab and I get lazy

Turn me up some mo, let's break the wall down
I get to them racks, I got these bands
I got the ball now
Throw ya hands up
Lemme hear ya make a sound
Rollin' off the molly
I get high off the ground on 'em
Heard ya tryna up ya swag, let me put ya down on it
Yeah, I'm blowin' super dope
Smokin' boulder like a comet
I'm poppin
I tell her give me head like a bonnet
Armani
I'm super swag surfin' on ya probably
I got it
I sumo-stuff my Ricky Owens' pocket
I'm gnarly
Tell me can ya handle dat?

Turn me up some mo, let's break the wall down
I get to them racks, I got these bands
I got the ball now
Throw ya hands up
Lemme hear ya make a sound
Rollin' off the molly
I get high off the ground on 'em
Heard ya tryna up ya swag, let me put ya down on it
Yeah, I'm blowin' super dope
Smokin' boulder like a comet
I'm poppin
I tell her give me head like a bonnet
Armani
I'm super swag surfin' on ya probably
I got it
I sumo-stuff my Ricky Owens' pocket
I'm gnarly
Tell me can ya handle dat?
Hey
Hey

gnarlyy (Prod. Wockboy)

That woowoo shit you talkin' Ion care
I went Frank Ocean on 'em, I fuck 'round throw away my cell
They had left me out for dead, I seen the vultures in the air
Before I let them take me out, I tell these pussies"Go to Hell"
Hey, pussy boy we on yo tail
I'm big dog, boy just keep it real
This stick'll turn you to a spell
I get these racks like on the regular
I'm just in my bag
I stack these racks up past my head
This Bape is baby blue pastel
I spit in her box and made her kitty purrr
You playin' with the MOB you hear the semi bursttt
I'm fresh to death in here, somebody get a hearseee
I cut you at ya head you ever make me nervous
I'm smokin' bamboo tree becomin' one with Earth

Like a Eathbender
Yeah, I'm drippin' so much swag ya needa surf in here
And my bitch is so damn wet I needa surf in there
I got big boy guns on me I fuck 'round smoke Smokey the Bear
Hey
If we not talkin' bout racks, I don't wanna hear it
Get so damn fly I fuck 'round send my spirit up
I feel my body floatin' off the planet like a miracle
Put boulders in my blunt, I'm seein' ghosts
It's gettin' spiritual
Yeah, she super bad, she super bad and she bi-curious
Throw my head back in the whip and tell her"Go work at my pyramid"
I'm smokin' Rasta pack come back like"Ya mon"
I'm fuckin' up these racks, ain't wear no condom
I know that I make yo boyfriend mad
Is there a problem?
Please, don't send nobody that ya love because we'll chalk 'em
Mini drac on me, I hope ya don't think that I'm joshin
Baby, come over I swear I really need ya S.A.N.D.A.S
Bae, ya gimme brain so good ya suck me out unconscious

That woowoo shit you talkin' Ion care
I went Frank Ocean outchea, I fuck 'round throw away my cell
They had left me out for dead, I seen the vultures in the air
Before I let them take me out, I tell these pussies"Go to Hell"
Hey, pussy boy we on yo tail
I'm big dog, boy just keep it real
This stick'll turn you to a spell
I get these racks like on the regular
I'm just in my bag
I stack these racks up past my head
This Bape is baby blue pastel
I spit in her box and made her kitty purrr
You playin' with the MOB you hear the semi bursttt
I'm fresh to death in here, somebody get a hearseee
I cut you at ya head you ever make me nervous
I'm smokin' bamboo tree becomin' one with Earth

wooWooo (Prod. Tylerfutura)

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Artwork by spyk

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INTRO 2

openworld

0:00 - "intro" @1martyr
0:58 - "makich" w/ brazy, saintracks & slimemaco
1:59 - "hater" w/ brazy & illka
3:16 - "hoodrich"
3:45 - "droppin bodies" w/ whapperx
4:30 - "doesnt matter" w/ aagust
5:50 - "campfire" w/ brazy
6:54 - "neno99"
8:06 - "komitv2" w/ advm & thots
9:11 - "woods" w/ illka
10:22 - "puppy" w/ brazy, saintracks & japan
11:32 - "beautiful guitar" w/ whapperx
12:30 - "get"


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