WTF by Marty Grimes Lyrics
( Verse 1: Marty Grimes )
Y'alll heard about that tall guy stand 6'5
Way mo fly then that G5 overseas ride with then mean tires
And that tent down
Murder Marty I spit rounds need no applause bitch sit down
Gotta sick sound so profound back out now they like
( WTF)
Still with my old folks no new friends
So they already know who my crew is
And they already know that I do this
We winnin no losin if it's game time I'm shootin
Betta watch ya girl cuz I'm boostin
She choosin we left cruisin left him like
( WTF )
All about that Dolla sign then 100 bills
On my trill shit with my trill chick
My beat bang no hit stick she know the game no lipstick
No kiss kiss no miss miss when we all through she dismissed
My pipe game her Christmas i pull it out like
( WTF )
( Sample Chorus )
( Verse 2: Marty Grimes )
I be In Cali on that coast side Pound in the trunk that's dope ride
Got enough dro for the world to smoke and the universe Get space high
Yo rent holding my jeans up i Been places most dream of
Young Taylor made im seemed up foot on the gas won't ease up
( WTF )
Fit cost a thowwow i party hard cuz I know how
Drank and smoke drank smoke from Sun up to sun down
Stackin bread got a few loafs I'm twice as hard two dope
Hand on the wheel and I'm swervin life's a vacay but I'm working
( WTF )
Never given up
Pops said cash come and cash go just gotta live it up
So lets sip slow po more
Wake up in new time zones know a bad chick named mind blown
If you only knew what I mean man that mouth piece so mean
( WTF )
Rep for my home turf from Berkeley that cal bear
Done bounce through every single state and they show love when I'm round there
Clock ticken on that Nixon ain't trippen off no yitches
Catch me man handlin my bizzness wit 1 mission make that million yah
Y'alll heard about that tall guy stand 6'5
Way mo fly then that G5 overseas ride with then mean tires
And that tent down
Murder Marty I spit rounds need no applause bitch sit down
Gotta sick sound so profound back out now they like
( WTF)
Still with my old folks no new friends
So they already know who my crew is
And they already know that I do this
We winnin no losin if it's game time I'm shootin
Betta watch ya girl cuz I'm boostin
She choosin we left cruisin left him like
( WTF )
All about that Dolla sign then 100 bills
On my trill shit with my trill chick
My beat bang no hit stick she know the game no lipstick
No kiss kiss no miss miss when we all through she dismissed
My pipe game her Christmas i pull it out like
( WTF )
( Sample Chorus )
( Verse 2: Marty Grimes )
I be In Cali on that coast side Pound in the trunk that's dope ride
Got enough dro for the world to smoke and the universe Get space high
Yo rent holding my jeans up i Been places most dream of
Young Taylor made im seemed up foot on the gas won't ease up
( WTF )
Fit cost a thowwow i party hard cuz I know how
Drank and smoke drank smoke from Sun up to sun down
Stackin bread got a few loafs I'm twice as hard two dope
Hand on the wheel and I'm swervin life's a vacay but I'm working
( WTF )
Never given up
Pops said cash come and cash go just gotta live it up
So lets sip slow po more
Wake up in new time zones know a bad chick named mind blown
If you only knew what I mean man that mouth piece so mean
( WTF )
Rep for my home turf from Berkeley that cal bear
Done bounce through every single state and they show love when I'm round there
Clock ticken on that Nixon ain't trippen off no yitches
Catch me man handlin my bizzness wit 1 mission make that million yah