New Season Marni (Freestyle) Lyrics

Transcribing

[Verse]
What? Out of juice, huh?
She that type of freak that turn you up and get loose, huh?
Twenty in my pocket, got Dior on the boot, huh
Runnin’ out of hoes, I know Tanzy gon’ recruit some
Sticky in the Marley, I do shows at Ari Party
New season Marni and my leaf full of Barney
Terriyaki salmon with some fried calamari
You ain’t in my bracket, I can’t talk to you, I’m sorry
Chop, chop, chop, that’s a stick in a party
Chop, chop, chop all my bitches, that’s retarded
Let they ass loose, cut ’em off, ho, I’m sorry
Let they ass loose, cut ’em off, ho, I’m sorry
Ass lookin’ fat in that juicy couture
Curls for the girls, come and fuck with your boy
Fuck with your boy, don’t fuck over the boy
Catchin’ back-ends, they got shows for the boy
Hoes for the boy, they wipe your nose for the boy
Score for the boy, let’s up the score on that boy
Still loaded, hey, feelin’ dizzy, hey
Pink fifties, ayy, fuck with me, hey
Flood the city, hey, pretty kitty, hey
Let a nigga slide, let a nigga play
Flew the bitch out to Vegas, I ain’t even fuck
I ain’t pressed for the pussy, let me vibe you up
Never pressed for the pussy, let me live you up
I ain’t takin’ nothin’ less, I want five and up
Talkin’ ’bout a fifty ball, we was born to ball