omegle remix lol by marthy Lyrics
[Intro]
Bloodhounds
NOVAGANG
[Verse 1: saturn]
Run my mouth, I don't care if it gets toxic
You the type to walk alone, so I'ma talk shit
Eat your words in the dirt, make you nauseous
Put your pretty little face up on my block, bitch
Yip and yap like you a dog, it's so obnoxious
My Nova half is in the lab and I got toxins
And this shit not part of my job, I will not clock in
'Cause on the map we go up, and it's not no dropkick
It's not no dropkick, little bitch over here, not a chopstick
Mach punch, pull up on your grill and sarcophagus
47th floor, I got a sniper, let it pop shit
Drippin' in Dior, and I need more, I'm going shoppin'
Boy, proceed with caution
Check the warnings, you don't know where you just dropped in
Feel like Dolly in November when I'm coppin'
Met my idols in my eyes, I'm really poppin'
Bitch, I'm never stoppin'
[Verse 2: marthy]
Ugly, but you know I got them racks
Hit the bank, I flip them stacks
Make somе bank, I flip them back
They like, "Marthy, why you do that? You so trash, go gеt a bag"
Got 'em raisin' they white flags, we not playing laser tag
Feel like Roddy, because I was ballin' every season
Choppa pointed at your brain, give a valid reason
Keep me out the picture, I'm not tryna go and ease in
You can't do the race until you fuckin' put the keys in
Bloodhounds
NOVAGANG
[Verse 1: saturn]
Run my mouth, I don't care if it gets toxic
You the type to walk alone, so I'ma talk shit
Eat your words in the dirt, make you nauseous
Put your pretty little face up on my block, bitch
Yip and yap like you a dog, it's so obnoxious
My Nova half is in the lab and I got toxins
And this shit not part of my job, I will not clock in
'Cause on the map we go up, and it's not no dropkick
It's not no dropkick, little bitch over here, not a chopstick
Mach punch, pull up on your grill and sarcophagus
47th floor, I got a sniper, let it pop shit
Drippin' in Dior, and I need more, I'm going shoppin'
Boy, proceed with caution
Check the warnings, you don't know where you just dropped in
Feel like Dolly in November when I'm coppin'
Met my idols in my eyes, I'm really poppin'
Bitch, I'm never stoppin'
[Verse 2: marthy]
Ugly, but you know I got them racks
Hit the bank, I flip them stacks
Make somе bank, I flip them back
They like, "Marthy, why you do that? You so trash, go gеt a bag"
Got 'em raisin' they white flags, we not playing laser tag
Feel like Roddy, because I was ballin' every season
Choppa pointed at your brain, give a valid reason
Keep me out the picture, I'm not tryna go and ease in
You can't do the race until you fuckin' put the keys in