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Lyrics:

And lil brodie got rocked
He gon die with that guitar
And lil shorty do heroin
I'm blacker than her tar
She a freaky deaky ho
She ride me faster than her car
Brodie said that he the hardest
Yeah he close but no cigar
They say Mari is the goat
Bitch I'm guiltier than charged
She sucking dick right through them braces
Now my kids behind them bars
You can tell that I'm a trapper
Cause I'm up in this charger
Drunk a little red
Now that pussy got heart burn

Baby with the cutter pass the blick
You know it's my turn
Nut spreading on her face like butter
Now her eyes burn
Feds be chasing me up in the whip
I hit a U-Turn
Made a couple bands yesterday
How much do you earn?
And I'm some like Shiek, I go crazy in the V
Shit I call her BabyTron, she go crazy on the D
But I woke up MariTron, ain't no crazier than me
Nigga tried to drive-by, left him hazy on the seat
He must think we playing tag
Why he running from my heat
I can really get you touched
It won't even be a week
I got wild of the drugs
No shit ain't for the weak
Bought some incense for the trunk
Cause his body really reek
Hellen Keller show my money
Now this bitch can't even speak
Why little shorty tryna duck
I just put it in her beak
Call that Playboi Carti
Cause I made that pussy leak
Last nigga try to leak me
I dumped in him the creek
Remember back in the cove
I love my Cash App
You try to rob me know
Bitch I'ma get my cash back
Flyest nigga like I'm cotton picking with a jetpack
Shit, yea that B was reaking but I really wrecked that
Shorty typing essays on the gram like she the dev
.40 punch a nigga and he made like Dev
I could SIM swap a nigga like a Punchmade Dev
And you can't get the cheese you don't keep a MAC-11

And lil brodie got rocked
He gon die with that guitar
And lil shorty do heroin
I'm blacker than her tar
She a freaky deaky ho
She ride me faster than her car
Brodie said that he the hardest
Yeah he close but no cigar
They say Mari is the goat
Bitch I'm guiltier than charged
She sucking dick right through them braces
Now my kids behind them bars
You can tell that I'm a trapper
Cause I'm up in this charger
Drunk a little red
Now that pussy got heart burn

guiltier than charged - Single

guiltier than charged *bonus* (KF16)

Extended Version only on SC. Out on All Plats Feb. 6;
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G!AN: https://on.soundcloud.com/xHTKwFbMHBfSZnm99

Lyrics:

You said we was twin, you moving like a dick
Watch who you call fam and who you fucking with
I been in the studio just cooking shit
She gon' try to play my love, she know it's too legit, yuh
In my head, you gon' hear this noise
Told her inside, I'm dead, she said, boy, I'm knowing
Why you always sad? Bae, you so annoying
Know this chica finna go, shoutout Illinois, yeah

She think I'm stupid, she so dumb, bruh
Told her Bae 41, that's her number
She listen to Brent, but inside, I feel somber
Shorty so damn delusional, she think I want her
Everything goes around, bitch, it comes around, yeah
With my ex, off the ecs, this shit going down, yeah
This eat flesh, and supress, it don't make no sound, yeah
She love to flex, I'm a mess when I'm all around her

I been in the studio just cooking shit
She gon' try to play my love, she know it's too legit, yeah
In my head, you gon' hear this noise
Told her inside, I'm dead, she said, boy, I'm knowing

Bae, I'm so annoyed, I said, girl, I know it
I'ma keep on going, I'ma keep on going
She gon' keep on blowing
She gon' keep on blowing up my phone
I thought you told me, "leave me lone"
I don't even know what the fuck is wrong
Girl, you the reason I sing these songs
Get in the mood when you leave me lone
I've been in the mood, can't do me wrong
I feel like this love is strong
Don't trip 'bout shit, I don't know what you want
Gave you my love, I don't know what you want

You said we was twin, you moving like a dick
Watch who you call fam and who you fucking with
I been in the studio just cooking shit
She gon' try to play my love, she know it's too legit, yeah
In my head, you gon' hear this noise
Told her inside, I'm dead, she said, boy, I'm knowing
Why you always sad? Bae, you so annoying
Know this chica finna go, shoutout Illinois, yeah

illinois w/ G!AN (bas)

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Lyrics:

That boy history, we put his ass up on a Poneglyph
Grind it up, turn him to some weed, turn him to a spliff
Add it up, Mari been a legend, he a fucking a myth
Roll it up, crush it up, still I ain't feelin' shit

Took you out the dirt, then I put you on the clouds
Then you made me hurt, I'ma bring you back down
This is not my first, I won't even make a sound
Girl, I've been through the worst, so you'll never see me frown
Woah, woah, woah
What's up with you, now ow
Niggas switchin', oh, wow
Politickin', hear me out
Niggas try to gun me down
But all my demons been surround
Been surreal, fuck my feels
Leave the pills, I'ma drown

Prada the devil
But Balenci ain't enough, I can't settle down
Mari took it to a level
Funny that bitch, she know that I'm incredible now
Bitches said I was a hooligan
Now I'm in Paris, nigga, I'm coolin' it
I spin like a Ferris, where is my coolin' kit
So much attention, yeah, I'm new to this, but
Fuck, I look like givin' you my all
Yeah, fuck, I look like passin' you the ball
When I was down bad
Girl, you was never tryna pull down my drawls
I was so sad, you was never puttin' me right in your jaws
That's all, yeah

Took you out the dirt, then I put you on the clouds
Then you made me hurt, I'ma bring you back down
This is not my first, I won't even make a sound
Girl, I've been through the worst, so you'll never see me frown
Woah, woah, woah
What's up with you, now ow
Niggas switchin', oh, wow
Polotickin', hear me out
Niggas tryna gun me down
But all my demons been surround
Been surreal, fuck my feels
Leave the pills, I'ma drown


I take that bitch and I dump her
Shawty, she think that I love her
Shawty, she thinks she special
She ain't special to my rubber
Niggas they thinkin' I'm yappin and shit
I fuck her, but I'm just wrappin' my shit
Take cover, I just be crashin' my whip
Niggas I'm overlappin' and shi, yuh
You think that you it, but I just cannot feel ya
She can pop her shit, I pop paraphernalia
I don't care, what did I tell ya
I'm sorry to my pops, you think dad that I failed ya

myth (lexani)

Extended Version only on SC. Out on All Plats Feb. 6;
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Lyrics:

Tell me if you
Tell me if you
Tell me if you (Tesso)

Tell me if you want it
Feel like I'm an actor, I've been steady stuntin'
Niggas think they soldiers, how they always frontin'
They tryna take my home away from me like Pocahontas
Baby tell me what you want and need and I'll be on it
Freakin' on the road, call me Lana
Deep up in this hoe, Mariana
Deep up in the trenches
Ballin' nigga, I got inches
Gas got stenches
And my chopper got extensions

I'm waitin' for you baby, drop the lo, I'm on go
Life shit, where I'm goin', I don't know, I don't know
Still I'ma give it my all
I'ma do it for my fam and my dawgs
Shawty present in my crib like she Claus
It's a present, got my kid in her jaws
Bad kid but I never was awful,
Never crazy when I'm breakin the law
See my mind, couple times that I lost it
Got it back, turn my wrist to a faucet
Down low, chopper stuck in the closet
I am so ready to gun a nigga down
She ain't fuck with me, then she came around
I feel like Fetty, I'm servin' them pounds
Coming back home, I've been out of town
I hope my baby been holdin' it down
I know there's demons that like to surround
Ain't no meanin' to this life we just drown
But it's okay, my baby don't frown
You are my queen, girl, take the crown
We hop in the Ghost, this shit like haunted
I give you the most, that's hundreds of hundreds of hundred

Tell me if you want it
Feel like I'm an actor, I've been steady stuntin'
Niggas think they soldiers, how they always frontin'
They tryna take my home away from me like Pocahontas
Baby tell me what you want and need and I'll be on it
Freakin' on the road, call me Lana
Deep up in this hoe, Mariana
Deep up in the trenches
Ballin' nigga, I got inches
Gas got stenches
And my chopper got extensions

pocahontas (tesso)

Extended Version only on SC. Out on All Plats Feb. 6;
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Lyrics:

Fuck modesty, upgraded my style and all my clothes
Honestly, it's been a while since we've been close
I just can't really be vibin' with a ho
Sorry, you can't ride no more

So I let her go,
Yeah, had to let her go
So I let her go
Bitches play your heart, make you wanna overdose
Bitch I let her go
Yeah, had to let her go
Had to let her go

How you complain bout a bitch so damn much
I just be slidin' with my stick, I ain't sayin' nothin
Y'all be beefin' on the Instagram and the Twitter
I be beefin' with my fuckin' blam and my trigger
Fuck the beef talk, I let my heat talk
She say you got weed, and got meat,
That's that treesh talk
Took my saddle off that bitch, let that steed walk
I just paddle on the beat, I don't need y'all

So I let her go,
Yeah, had to let her go
So I let her go
Bitches play your heart, make you wanna overdose
Bitch I let her go
Yeah, had to let her go
Had to let her go

My boy off the xans, he fucked up
I slide with my mans, I lucked out
Told shorty shut the fuck up
Made her suck dick cause she got a big mouth
And I'm right, she got good fellatio
I call twin Horatio
I don't fuckin' need a ho
But still took her to Macy's though
My nigga I used to be ballin
And I never knew what to do with my cash
Yeah, she dancin', I throw my cash
I'm like shorty, what you do with that ass
Please throw it back on me
Shorty just left, and she back on me
Walk in the trap with a gat on me
Bitch, you turn your back on me
So I had to go

So I let her go,
Yeah, had to let her go
So I let her go
Bitches play your heart, make you wanna overdose
Bitch I let her go
Yeah, had to let her go
Had to let her go

Halfmari bitch

So I let her go,
Yeah, had to let her go
She writin' letters though
Bitches play your heart, make you wanna overdose
Nah, can't fuck with a ho
Roll that dope and handle smoke
Want some smoke? I'll get you gone

let her go (NiL)

Extended Version only on SC. Out on All Plats Feb. 6;
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J26XO!: https://on.soundcloud.com/aQhx9xwZtakmkiHW6

Lyrics:

Hop up in that ghost and then I go
She drop her location on the low
She been tryna fuck with my emotions
I don't think that we can vibe no more
Hop up in that whip and then I'm gone
Been doin' my thing cause I don't care what niggas on
I been steady rollin' green like they be tacos and I'm Juan
Nigga just not makin' music, I don't like it, I ain't fond

You can see they life they steady wastin'
How you 23 and worried bout what I be makin
Trust it's more than you, I'm too comfortable
Don't got time for lies, girl, I don't got time for bull
Hop up in that ghost and then I go, oh
You know me, I never like to take it slow, oh
Shorty tryna fuck with my emotions
And she still hopin', I can't feel no more, oh

I hopped in my car, then I went to drive away
I found another hoe, but it didn't feel the same
I can't tell what's worse, it's the money or the pain
Took another perc, but I just felt like the same
Now we down
I'ma go and take a shot and now we down
I dont mess with bitches I'ma put em in the pound
And you know we fuck, yeah, we like to do it loud
Really loud, really loud

Hop up in that ghost and then I go
She drop her location on the low
She been tryna fuck with my emotions
I don't think that we can vibe no more
Hop up in that whip and then I'm gone
Been doin' my thing cause I don't care what niggas on
I been steady rollin' green like they be tacos and I'm Juan
Nigga just not makin' music, I don't like it, I ain't fond

That shit trash, nigga
I been makin' movement, I been in my bag, nigga
In my room, make music, I been makin' mad figures
I know my dad get it
I'm getting racks with it
I know we mad different
I been tryna protect my energy
Cause that shit hurts the most, oh
And some people turned to my enemies
But I'm ready to go, oh

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I had enough
I had enough
He getting stiff
She getting stuffed
She talking shit
I'm getting buff
Then I go
And then I
And then I go

Hop up in that ghost and then I go
She drop her location on the low
She been tryna fuck with my emotions
I don't think that we can vibe no more
Hop up in that whip and then I'm gone
Been doin' my thing cause I don't care what niggas on
I been steady rollin' green like they be tacos and I'm Juan
Nigga just not makin' music, I don't like it, I ain't fond

vibe no more w/ J26XO! (boibin)

Extended Version only on SC. Out on All Plats Feb. 6;
View here: https://linktr.ee/halfmari
Lyrics:

Yeah
Let me see him smile with a bullet going through his dimple
Yeah, all these jewels on me, I feel like a temple
Yeah, she tried to cool on me, she said that I'm gentle
Bitch, let me keep it simple for you
Ho, just get on your knees and suck
My niggas shootin' from three, so duck
You think you better than me
Just cause you sip on the pint of lean the fuck?
I know these niggas ain't serious
She think I love her, she way too delirious
I'm just tryna get more rich than Amiri is
She eatin' her dick when she fast, she furious
Niggas be facin' the nic like Fury
I tell that ho suck the dick and scurry
She make the D go soft, no flurry
Niggas like, Mari, why you ain't drop? I'm in no hurry
Yeah, she ride it good, she ride it a lot, forgettin' my worries
Yeah, I don't feel sorry, I'm on a rocks, my vision is blurry

Oxycodone good Rx
She fuck me till she tired, that's that good hard sex
And I heard that nigga died, he ain't get our text
Yeah, but I'm on good Rx
I heard shawty lied, that's all right, I ain't flyin' yet

My shit feel like a ride, make me seasick
I just been losin' my bloods, I feel anemic
They ain't believe in us, look what we did
She said, baby, pass the drugs, I need it
I put that shit down, I just pick it up
My shorty come back to town, I don't give a fuck
I call him Charlie Brown, no, we ain't kickin' it
She suckin' my shit with a smile, I put my dick in it
Walk in mofuckin' track with all of my niggas
Yeah, I got my clique in it
You think I came here to scrap, I got my trigger
Yeah, I'm clickin' it
With the pussy I'm no gentleman
I run this game nigga like temple, man
He ain't got no arms, he a T-Rex
Shorty gon' blow me out on weed sex
She got my kids runnin' like recess

Oxycodone good Rx
She fuck me till she tired, that's that good hard sex
And I heard that nigga died, he ain't get our text
Yeah, but I'm on good Rx
I heard shawty lied, that's all right, I ain't flyin' yet

Yeah, let me see him smile with a bullet going through his dimple
Yeah, all these jewels on me, I feel like a temple
Yeah, she tried to cool on me, she said that I'm gentle
Bitch, let me keep it simple for you
Frrah

rx (fxzo)

Extended Version only on SC. Out on All Plats Feb. 6;
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Lyrics:

Just give it a minute
Me and Nashe we steady stay winnin
And my shawty she so independent
But I'm makin her squirt all over the linen
And she knowin baby I'm with it
Like you know I'm the best admit it
And she stuck to my chest she fitted
Call me Babe Ruth by the way that I hit it

Uhh, she call me babe at least
Call me Michael Jackson boy I'ma beat it
Soflo so I'm keepin heated
Keep the feature nigga I do not need it
All I needs me, I'm in an SRT
We going these dangerous fucking speeds
When I smoke weed she fucking me
Now she be ducking me
I'm sorry baby mama this shit way too luxury
Shout out to my guys, they would ride
They was stuck with me
Fuck it, feel like Jimmy I'm putting up buckets
She said she hate me then pull and suck it
Keep those pieces nigga like a nugget
I just woke up she blow me like a trumpet
Trash girl, trash girl, pull up and dump it
She put that dump truck all on me
I pass to Nashe this Mari

That was Mari, now it’s Muna$he
I run up this shit, bitch I feel like Samaje
I carry a blade, bitch I feel like I’m Sasuke
I been kicking these niggas, I feel like Mbappé
And these niggas be stupid, they going the wrong way
Niggas stupid, they beef on computers
Niggas capping, they really just internet shooters
All my niggas winning, y’all niggas is losers
Bitch I feel like a bomb, niggas don’t diffusers
Shoutout to all my producers
I been beating the beat like I was an abuser
And you don’t got no weight, I ain’t talking bout cruiser

I stick to the code
And lil shorty she lickin though
In my closet she pickin my clothes
She all in that shit like she lookin for gold
And my niggas we stay on go, woa
What you know bout that though
I just go role my dope
Y'all niggas some hoes I know

Yea, what, hoes I know
And you niggas don’t get no dough
And they seein’ the choppa, they froze
I roll around in a rolls no royce
I roll around in a Bentley Bentayga
I be killing this shit, shoutout Faygo
All of my niggas gon’ shoot, if I say so
Niggas tried taking my head, gotta lay low
My money been extra long, shoutout CaseOh
I’m rollin’ round with my brothers, like Quavo
I been on vaca, you can catch me in Daygo
Sike, I’m working lil bitch you can catch me in Waco
Mari and Sima, them niggas is not with the talking, they rolling around with the draco
I feel like Carti, I been seeing red in this bitch, and I’m not really talking tomato

Give it a minute
Me and Nashe we steady stay winnin
And my shawty she so independent
But I'm makin her squirt all over the linen
And she knowin baby I'm with it
Like you know I'm the best admit it
And she stuck to my chest she fitted
Call me Babe Ruth by the way that I hit it

linen w/ Muna$he (Sprano)

Extended Version only on SC. Out on All Plats Feb. 6;
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Lyrics:

(Let's go, Decky)
Percie gotta ride out
Percie got me stuck im feelin right now

Percocets, to my fuckin' brain
Shawty wantin' sex, she is so deranged
Don't care who is next, I'ma do my thing
She sauce me up alfredo, damn she love to bang

She gimme face face face, shorty love the taste
I serve the base and kick her out like she fuckin' waste
No time to waste, I been tryna get this fuckin' pape
Yea he talkin, that boy love to hate
And I never gave a fuck, I'm still gon let it blow
You in my room, if you gon fuck then shorty lemme know
My hands are tied with that deal thats like 24
When I'm runnin' through the 6 I hear a lotta Woah's

Percocets, to my fuckin' brain
Shawty wantin' sex, she is so deranged
Don't care who is next, I'ma do my thing
Give that boy a halo, we'll so who the king
Percocets, take one more I'm gone
She said that we lovin', girl the fuck you on
Don't care who is next, I'ma take that jawn
She said I'm the king, like Von

Hmmt, ya
Lil bitch please just back up
So much actavis up in my cup
Like I might act up
All our memories went to waste
But I got back ups
Put metal in his teeth it's a brace
He won't come back up
Pussy nigga died, I got sum remorse
Wake up in the mornin, we get fried
We get geeked like dorks
No that boy, na he won't plead the five
He gon report it
Yea he bleed, extorted
We leave his G's distorted

Percocets, to my fuckin' brain
Shawty wantin' sex, she is so deranged
Don't care who is next, I'ma do my thing
She sauce me up alfredo
Bang

(Let's go)

alfredo (obvcat)

Extended Version only on SC. Out on All Plats Feb. 6;
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Lyrics:

That's that draco talk
We could really spin inside a Benz
Call that mako walk
Mari how you drippy? It depends
We could set it off
You know I'ma die about my friends
Got this nigga through the lens
Cause I'm bout my dividends
That boy he way too soft
He talkin' that shit like I won't act out
In that lane took off
You talkin you mad show me how mad now
And they say I taunt
This a shooter class cause we got macs out
You say you a demon nigga bring that demon back out

Damn, in my fuckin' lane
Damn, got some fuckin' chains
Damn, got sum niggas in the trap
And they so insane
Damn, nigga where yo gun
Damn, shorty showin' buns
Damn, I put Haiti on the map
Cause thats where I'm from
Damn, niggas talk too much
Strong ass arms like I been buff
Damn, shawty saw my mozzarella
So I stuffed her crust
Damn, rolling stone nigga I'm tumblin'
I'm bout my sack so they been fumblin'
Them niggas fell apart like they crumblin'
They should go talk to God, life is humblin'

That's that draco talk
We could really spin inside a Benz
Call that mako walk
Mari how you drippy? It depends
We could set it off
You know I'ma die about my friends
Got this nigga through the lens
Cause I'm bout my dividends
That boy he way too soft
He talkin' that shit like I won't act out
In that lane took off
You talkin you mad show me how mad now
And they say I taunt
This a shooter class cause we got macs out
You say you a demon nigga bring that demon back out

Yuh, 
Bih this draco talkin
Talkin tuff this draco poppin 
Hit yo gang they fuckin droppin 
This ho pull up she get toppin
I’m stackin the money like this shit it nothin these niggas they don’t know my bidness 
We pull up we hit ‘em we hit ‘em we leaving we ain’t leaving no witness 
Yuh, niggas make no difference
I swear these niggas bitches
I bet you make no riches 
Yo ho been gimme kisses
Everybody switchin 
I'm stackin my pockets my pockets been pissy
I’m blocking this ho she been talkin bout miss me
I flex on yo brother bih look at my wristy

That's that draco talk
We could really spin inside a Benz
Call that mako walk
Mari how you drippy? It depends
We could set it off
You know I'ma die about my friends
Got this nigga through the lens
Cause I'm bout my dividends
That boy he way too soft
He talkin' that shit like I won't act out
In that lane took off
You talkin you mad show me how mad now
And they say I taunt
This a shooter class cause we got macs out
You say you a demon nigga bring that demon back out

Bring it back out
All of my niggas is out south
Yeah, I just be spazzin’ when I’m in the stu while y’all niggas is on the couch
Feel like I’m Tana, I jump in her mouth
Feel like I’m Carti, jump out of the house
Yeah, what, draco talk to me
Aim at his dome and then check his anatomy
Yeah, all y’all fans of me
I’m eating good and I’m being with my family
White bih at work, and I think her name Emily
Her BD ain’t shit but ain’t nothing was said to me
I’m in this bitch and I’m snapping with Mari
I got a bad bitch, she crazy like Harley
Jump off the rope, bitch I feel like Jeff Hardy
I feel like Leray, I don’t go to no parties

That boy he way too soft
He talkin' that shit like I won't act out
In that lane took off
You talkin you mad show me how mad now
And they say I taunt
This a shooter class cause we got macs out
You say you a demon nigga bring that demon back out

guiltier than charged bonus (KF16)

halfmari (@halfm4ri)

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