Martian lyrics

[Intro]
I think this one of them ones
You, oh
In the morning, I call for you, you

[Chorus]
I've been mixin' codeine with the Percocets, I'm higher than a Martian
I don't got no love for none of these n*ggas out my circle 'cause my heart gone
Doublin' my cup and it's gon' be a homicide soon as you touch down
Made two hundred racks, but only makin' a one Benji off two hundred pounds
We havin' suppressors on these Glocks, you don't hear this pop, make no sound
It ain't no competition with these n*ggas, I'm the hottest in the f*ckin' town
I can't keep my cool when it get hot, it's way too hard for me to come down
Extortion by the mob, everything get confiscated in the compound
Double up my cup and it's gon' be a homicide when you touch down
Double up my cup and it's gon' be a homicide when you touch down

[Verse]
Big old pistol to his head knock off his ballcap
They caught right in front your mama house, b*tch, we with all that
Trey-eights, shell catchers, and these choppers, they got shoulder straps
Give up every f*cking thing I got to have my dog back
Just bought me a new strap, it's straight from Apple, this a mini MAC
I get five percent the windows on this car, b*tch, all f*ckin' black
b*tch eat my di*k up in the back, I let my chauffeur drive this Cadillac
It's three days into this week, I just ran me up 'bout forty racks
f*ck with Baby, that's the quickest way to get your ass whacked
Baby mom say when she suck the di*k, she like her ass smacked
I can't f*ck on drugs, hit her off that pack, b*tch have flashbacks
I know we got kids inside, okay, well, outside, that's where we catch that
[Chorus]
We havin' suppressors on these Glocks, you don't hear this pop, make no sound
It ain't no competition with these n*ggas, I'm the hottest in the f*ckin' town

[Outro]
I've been mixin' codeine with the Percocets, I'm higher than a Martian
It ain't no competition with these n*ggas, I'm the hottest in the f*ckin' town