Mars by Karoshi Tarantino Lyrics
[Verse 1: Karoshi Tarantino]
I'm with the shits, I let my nuts hang
Choppa will eat a nigga like a mukbang
I got this dirty 30 it's disgusting
Young nigga whipping 'round in that mustang
Bitch I been trappin'
Bitch you been lackin
Go ask your bitch, she say I'm packin
Bitch why you jacking
Hundreds I'm stacking
Got a white bitch, feel like I'm Jackson
Bitch you been goofy
Bitch you been stupid
R.I.P. Juice, my dreams been lucid
Run with your shorty
Watch Rick and Morty
Harrison Barnes, I got the .40
I got the pack
Jeans cost a rack
Just like a glowstick, I break her back
Bitch I been crazy
Niggas been lazy
Nigga we paid, Dugg and Lil Baby
Bitch look like 'Yonce like my name Jay-Z
Come to my concerts, niggas don't pay me
Shooting like Allen, I got the Ray Beam
We got the choppas like we the A-Team
Count up my hoes, I got like eighteen
Niggas is sweet just like some pralines
Spin on your block, nigga don't blame me
I'm in the field, the opps say the same thing
[Verse 2: Surge Margiela]
We the gang, we gon' stick
Side by side, yea that's the clique
Hundred bands
I need bands
I need bands up in this bitch
In my big body Bentley
Fuck that bitch but we not friends
She suck me good, popsicle stick
While I (?)
Your bitch wanna get with me
Sometimes I get to high
I feel I'm getting higher
She ask me "Where the love at?"
I ask her "Where's the top?"
She said she wasn't tryna suck my dick, I made her walk
I would like to have one girl but these ladies on my cock
My ex pulled up on a scooter but bitch I came with my car
When I smoke I go to Mars
You know that I'm going far
We not done
You know I'm tryna have my fun
We not done
We gon pull up with that
(?)
Bands up
Know I got my bands up
Yeah my mans up
Know I keep my mans up
And I got too much money, I can not even keep my pants up
Choppa knock the hair up off his head like cancer
And your bitch she is a motherfucking dancer
[Verse 3: Karoshi Tarantino]
I hop in my car and that mufucka super
I hop in the booth and you know I got stupid
She sucking that dick and it feels like she toothless
Do not fuck with the gang, all them mufuckas ruthless
Bitch we slide in the sprint' with them mufuckin choppas
I might fuck on your bitch, I might fuck on your mama
Don't fuck with that rara, don't fuck with that drama
The studio hot, man this shit like a sauna
Ride presidential like I am Obama
Came from the trenches that mufuckin trauma
Might roll a blunt, this that mufuckin ZaZa
Breaking his ankles just like I am ZaZa
This album too hot, This that mufuckin lava
That boy is a fruit, he is just like a guava
Might have to slide on some mufuckin oppas
I'm riding this beat like it's appa
Yea i'm riding 'round in that maybach
Bitch I'm up, you know them niggas hate that
Said I'm broke, lil nigga don't you say that
Got the crown lil nigga might just take that
And if they shoot, me and my niggas spray that
I might just cook lil nigga, might just bake that
And her virginity, I might just take that
I'm with the shits, I let my nuts hang
Choppa will eat a nigga like a mukbang
I got this dirty 30 it's disgusting
Young nigga whipping 'round in that mustang
Bitch I been trappin'
Bitch you been lackin
Go ask your bitch, she say I'm packin
Bitch why you jacking
Hundreds I'm stacking
Got a white bitch, feel like I'm Jackson
Bitch you been goofy
Bitch you been stupid
R.I.P. Juice, my dreams been lucid
Run with your shorty
Watch Rick and Morty
Harrison Barnes, I got the .40
I got the pack
Jeans cost a rack
Just like a glowstick, I break her back
Bitch I been crazy
Niggas been lazy
Nigga we paid, Dugg and Lil Baby
Bitch look like 'Yonce like my name Jay-Z
Come to my concerts, niggas don't pay me
Shooting like Allen, I got the Ray Beam
We got the choppas like we the A-Team
Count up my hoes, I got like eighteen
Niggas is sweet just like some pralines
Spin on your block, nigga don't blame me
I'm in the field, the opps say the same thing
[Verse 2: Surge Margiela]
We the gang, we gon' stick
Side by side, yea that's the clique
Hundred bands
I need bands
I need bands up in this bitch
In my big body Bentley
Fuck that bitch but we not friends
She suck me good, popsicle stick
While I (?)
Your bitch wanna get with me
Sometimes I get to high
I feel I'm getting higher
She ask me "Where the love at?"
I ask her "Where's the top?"
She said she wasn't tryna suck my dick, I made her walk
I would like to have one girl but these ladies on my cock
My ex pulled up on a scooter but bitch I came with my car
When I smoke I go to Mars
You know that I'm going far
We not done
You know I'm tryna have my fun
We not done
We gon pull up with that
(?)
Bands up
Know I got my bands up
Yeah my mans up
Know I keep my mans up
And I got too much money, I can not even keep my pants up
Choppa knock the hair up off his head like cancer
And your bitch she is a motherfucking dancer
[Verse 3: Karoshi Tarantino]
I hop in my car and that mufucka super
I hop in the booth and you know I got stupid
She sucking that dick and it feels like she toothless
Do not fuck with the gang, all them mufuckas ruthless
Bitch we slide in the sprint' with them mufuckin choppas
I might fuck on your bitch, I might fuck on your mama
Don't fuck with that rara, don't fuck with that drama
The studio hot, man this shit like a sauna
Ride presidential like I am Obama
Came from the trenches that mufuckin trauma
Might roll a blunt, this that mufuckin ZaZa
Breaking his ankles just like I am ZaZa
This album too hot, This that mufuckin lava
That boy is a fruit, he is just like a guava
Might have to slide on some mufuckin oppas
I'm riding this beat like it's appa
Yea i'm riding 'round in that maybach
Bitch I'm up, you know them niggas hate that
Said I'm broke, lil nigga don't you say that
Got the crown lil nigga might just take that
And if they shoot, me and my niggas spray that
I might just cook lil nigga, might just bake that
And her virginity, I might just take that