Martin lyrics

[Intro: StanWill]
It's Lando, yo b*tch know, don't let yo b*tch go, n*gga
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch

[Verse 1: StanWill]
Cold lil' b*tch like Cleopatra
Got two hands to swipe, I ain't beating asses
Shooter accurate as hell, boy, you see the glasses
Me love a b*tch? Boy, I'd rather eat a cactus

[Verse 2: TrDee]
Real east n*gga, took your b*tch 'cause I could
Do what? To who? Boy, I wish your ass would
Please play with yo b*tch and not me, understood?
Boy, you are not street just because you from the hood

[Verse 3: Skilla Baby]
Lando, tell them that sh*t wack
And turn that music down 'fore we scrap
f*ck n*gga get ice, tell your mans chill
If Tron don't beat his ass, I know Stan will

[Verse 4: BabyTron]
Seen this sh*t coming like I had a UAV
Just know I did fraud if you seen the Uber leave
Bando like Steve Kerr, we the super team
Look in the mirror for a second, b*tch, you ain't me
[Verse 5: StanWill]
Think I woke up in Wonderland
Light thrust, threw a strip on the under pants
Boy, you more hopeless than a Thunder fan
Book full of sauce, this some sh*t you can't understand

[Verse 6: TrDee]
Hit her with the, "Hey, big head" 'cause I'm horny
[?] get some pus*y, boy, you corny
Said I'm washed up, man, don't turn on no Barney
I'll just bring Skilla to come take down your army

[Verse 7: BabyTron]
Just scammed another granny, dumbass
Don't let his haircut fool you, I'll unmask
He pulled up last sec with that one bag
Bro damn near need a Hall of Fame clutch badge

[Verse 8: Skilla Baby]
More green on me than Peter Pan
Me trick on a b*tch? I'm from Neverland
I ain't rob that b*tch but I up MAG
If that pus*y good, I'ma

[Verse 9: StanWill]
If that pus*y good, you gon' do what?
Feel like Ella Mae with the pay, b*tch, I'm boo'd up
If the opps learn how to fly, I'ma shoot up
If my song ain't mix right, blow the booth up
[Verse 10: TrDee]
f*ck her and her friend, did it again, feel like Tecca
Don't get your ass stepped on, I ain't even Kappa
You still selling dime bags, you are not a trapper
Ask who I think I am and I told her I'm the papa

[Verse 11: BabyTron]
If it ain't an M, it ain't on my Christmas list
LeTron James, b*tch, sit back and witness this
If I catch doggy in a Uber, I'ma lift that b*tch
Sent his ass through the Ozone if this missile hit

[Verse 12: Skilla Baby]
If sh*ttyBoyz see a opp, we gon' rush him
If we catch him on a train, we gon' buss him
If that n*gga act a ass, we gon' horse him
Rap 'bout to make StanWill a fortune

[Verse 13: StanWill]
Put the Glock to his shell, spill his taco meat
Pass me a belt, I punch sh*t like Apollo Creed

[Verse 14: TrDee]
Tryna see the real b*tches so I can't even see
Wondering who f*cking on her, oops, it's probably me
[Verse 15: BabyTron]
I done made twenty in this Adidas joggy
Pulled a arm muscle tryna slam the demons off me

[Verse 16: Skilla Baby]
Made twenty off the fiends at Walmart
Tryna up the one-on-one, scrapping Paul Blart