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Summrs

Martin & Gina

 

Martin & Gina

(album: What We Didn't Have - 2023)


(Exqzt)
(Brrrr, I just bought a bust down plain for my main)
(Double R, Bird Bidness)

Bust down plain for my main
The more money shit they be doing they be lame (Tell 'em Wick)
I don't care about the timing you be on
'Cause 9 out of 10 I'm the same
I'm wit' Wick in this bitch, pray he don't crash the Porsche
On the highway going insane
I just do my thang, hop out the range
The flawless diamonds on my ring
Yeah, that drank patching my pain
Yeah, I'm not with the Devil
I'm on a whole new level
Digging that K' like a shovel
Tote heavy metal, everything I do special
Oh no, I heard she's a eater
Sipping in my wife beater, baddie from Argentina
Glock wit' a switch, call it Martin and Gina

That Glock wit' a switch, call that Martin and Gina
That Draco gon' rip him to parts and pieces
I mix on the mic but I started wit' beats
Yo' circle get small when you cut off the leeches
All of my niggas some dog wit' no leashes
Pussy, don't get double crossed for no reason
Walk in this bitch, it's just me and my season
Falling in love with the money, and I'mma spend it for the darkest reasons
He tryna beef over nothing, we sending his soul to the darkest regions
I remember way back, bitches used to leave me in the friendzone
Now she tryna be my main squeeze, but I'm tryna see what her friends on
I remember way back it was i8's, 350's, now it's Benzo
But this one a Maybach, not the C-Class, you already know what we on
I'm in the A, my niggas throwing up B's
Niggas want smoke, come C
She want the D
Bitch booted up off the E
F what you think I'm a G
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, uh-huh
Bitch know I'm keeping it P
Counting the Q
We in the RS2
Shoutout my mama, that's T
I'm missing you
Baby, come hop in the V
It's a W when you with me
Fuck my X
Y would I care what you think
I'm in Florida with all my Z's
I'm back talking that hot shit
These niggas love to talk that hot shit
But they never really 'bout shit
Every time I drop it's some hot shit
They like, "Damn, who gon' top this?"
Rino and Wick, who gon' stop this?
I fly with the birds, my niggas sipping on syrup
Cup so muddy, It's purple
Blue tips hurt you
Aiming at you, and yo circle
Told you that switch got 'em nervous
My niggas purging, she eat me up get to slurping
She told me she was a virgin
I got rich as fuck, don't know what I did but it's working
Now everyday we splurging, yeah

Yeah, bust down plain for my main
The more money, shit they be doing, they be lame
I don't care about the timing you be on
Cause 9 out of 10, I'm the same
I'm with Rino, he just put the Maybach in sport
On the highway going insane
I just do my thang, I just do my thang

(Exqzt)
(Brrrr, I just bought a bust down plain for my main)
(Double R, Bird Bidness)

Bust down plain for my main
The more money shit they be doing they be lame (Tell 'em Wick)
I don't care about the timing you be on
'Cause 9 out of 10 I'm the same
I'm wit' Wick in this bitch, pray he don't crash the Porsche
On the highway going insane
I just do my thang, hop out the range
The flawless diamonds on my ring
Yeah, that drank patching my pain
Yeah, I'm not with the Devil
I'm on a whole new level
Digging that K' like a shovel
Tote heavy metal, everything I do special
Oh no, I heard she's a eater
Sipping in my wife beater, baddie from Argentina
Glock wit' a switch, call it Martin and Gina (Woah, woah, woah)

done

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