Staples

By Marc 350

Released on July 1, 2022

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Feel like lil yachty, ahhhh, lil boat man

I be spinnin fire while you go try and choke man

I’m my main bitch desire, your just a joke man

Jesus called me up, I be preaching like the Pope man

Aye... (listen, listen, listen) you’re a silly dude

Bitch said she loved me so I had to act really rude

Don’t give a fuck and I’m laughing when she in the nude

Give me all the points, I’ll dominate family feud

Woah... I dom the bitch and her family too

Hit my line, FaceTime, and I’m really smooth

I be getting in my groove. What you really tryna do?

Oh. My. God. Who is you?

Incomplete. Can’t compete. Not with me. Can you see, one “Z”? I do no sleeping

Got visions, not dreams

Box you out, on Butterbean

If the pussy clean (what, what?), then rip

She said she played with my dick like a guitar

Going stupid in the coochie, like a retard

You can try and run from me, but won’t get far

Laughing like I’m Kevin Hart, gotta get hard

Disrespectful on the track, still not sorry mom

I just be having fun. Staples when I shoot my gun

Yes I stick to paper

All you niggas haters

No I’m not a player. But I might just play her. I’ll be doing her a favor

Hooters, where’s the waiter

Shoot her when I hate her

This nut decapitate-

Damn son, now her head gone

Am I in the wrong?

This is not a game or a phase, blaze with the flames, feel like John. Sweet music, call me Shawn. I be going off on every song. Head of the house, I’m the Don in San Juan. Who the hell is Obi-Wan. Wishing wizard wave the wand. I’m the only one. Smell some blood and I’m a shark