Marathon lyrics
by SAM
Hook [ Jukebox ]
Marathon marathon
Alla my b*tches run marathon x4
Alla my n*ggas be way up
Alla my n*ggas be gassed up
Alla my n*ggas be mashed out
Alla my n*ggas they drip the sauce
Way up x6
Verse [Twitch ]
I got no limit when I spaz out
I'm a flame so better pull your gas out
Now I'm draggin' out alla these girls on a
Tuesday morning like I just take the trash out
Nah forgive me , gotta put my savage on
All I need is girls to flash their cameras on
And to chase a n*gga all the way while
The cam is rolling and make 'em run a marathon
Okay look , insta been lit from the jump
Press the gas on the game then I stunt
All I got is good vibes , leaving haters
At the back 'cause now I never front
I call my cuzo when I'm feeling kosher
Pull the whip and get a kiss from Sammy Sosa
And we out here still swerving the
Red beemer , even though you see us bro we not the owners
Phone buzzin' , I don't touch it
The hoes rashing me to get the cash
Mara sis' wami ucing'ba ndi-blesser
Imma go ahead and swerve your ass
Ain't nobody slowing down the beast mode
And I won't take it back man this ain't a repo
But really telling me to serve a couple bars is like telling Jordan he just gotta shoot a couple free throws
Hook [ Jukebox ]
Marathon marathon
Alla my b*tches run marathon x4
Alla my n*ggas be way up
Alla my n*ggas be gassed up
Alla my n*ggas be mashed out
Alla my n*ggas they drip the sauce
Way up x6
Verse [Swiss ]
All of my b*tche's run marathons
All of my b*tche's like traps songs
All of my b*tche's got tatt's on
All of my b*tche's got bads bra
Cav'how she shaking her ass bro
She got the whole squad gassed up
Got the club throwing bands bra
I threw her ass in the benz bra
I hit it once then I hit twice
Got the car steamy so she passed out
I took the keys and
Pulled my pants up
I finna smash I do my dance now
Wiz khalifa with the jets now
All my b*tche's running laps now
All my b*tche's running laps now
All my b*tche's got bads now
They getting ready for the marathon
I'm Jiggy jiggy with the sauce bra
All my n*ggers getting cash now
Fast fast foods
living fast now
The C-Class switching lanes now
The C-Class moving fast now
The C-Class full of bads now
The C-Class full of bads now
Hook [ Jukebox ]
Marathon marathon
Alla my b*tches run marathon x4
Alla my n*ggas be way up
Alla my n*ggas be gassed up
Alla my n*ggas be mashed out
Alla my n*ggas they drip the sauce
Way up x6
[ Corduroy Fenti ]
Ran through the cheque like a marathon
I'm up in this b*tch like a tampon
I'm on the lean, I might crash the car
Shoot a n*gga like I'm James Bond
b*tches love me 'cause I get it on
I'm crossing boarders like a Mexican
I pour the lean up in the Fanta Orange
Pull up to your crib like I'm Santa Clause
I'm on a hunnid degrees
Runnin' a marathon, I'm in the lead
I'm 'bout that action , pull up and blast him
I do not care I go at him like Eve
They told me get 'em I got 'em
Look at my wrist it's on Iceland
She do what I say like I'm Simon
Killin' these n*ggas like ISIS
b*tch I'm on a roll
Im pourin' a 4
You sendin' a text , but I'm with your hoe
I'm kickin' the door
Like what do you know
I stay on my toes
I'm countin' this dough
You do not know me
You not the homie
I'm ballin' like Kobe
I'm playin' these b*tches like Sony
Hook [ Jukebox ]
Marathon marathon
Alla my b*tches run marathon