Damn Marc

Lyrics

[Intro] Marc Boomin' What up Marc KrispyLife Damn Marc [Verse] Trippin' off a Perc' sixty, left a fan sparked Dawg was on some family shit, left the van sparked I don't give a fuck about shit, I got a can heart, mannnn From a city with forty thousand people, you can chart Been runnin' up a check, my people barely see me I'm done with the favors, like I'm Yella Beezy Wanna get in yo' bag? Well bump my CD My stash keep comin' up short, gotta rope my TT Fightin' with my bitch me and— Fightin' with my bitch being toxic, I done broke the TV I'm in Hollywood trippin' on the walk of fame You snitched on yo' hood, you should take the walk of shame Talkin' 'bout you a Rock boy, well I'm callin' Dame Dawg died a worthless piece of shit, he a ball of change My nigga keep robbin' all the rappers, he got a ball of chains The way I ball dawg 2020 I'm in the hall of fame And I ain't retired yet 20k just on the charm and it's flower set I helped start this spicy shit, where my flowers at? Fire marshall bust in the booth like "Where the fire at?" Bullets hit yo' skin and bite you, like a fire ant These niggas rap all cap and I'm tired of that Section 8 baby, I ain't never really had nothin' Out of all my siblings, I was the bad cousin Dawg talkin' 'bout he want beef but he duck and runnin' Hit my head on the door, I ain't ducking nothin' Rip Tizzle, he probably fucked yo' baby momma He probably did it quick too and without a condom Niggas talkin' 'bout they the goats, but I think they llamas These niggas bitch made and I blame they momma