Marta

Lyrics

[Intro] (Show 'em this shit, Brazy) [Verse] I ain't painting on my nails and puttin' on no purse Ain't wearin' Hellstar, puttin' God first Dickie overalls look like I'm finna work It don't matter where I go, all these girls flirt Do my own shit, everybody think I'm cool Got more women than an all-girl's school Monte Carlo in the back lookin' like a pool '85 outside shining like a jewel Everybody 'round me say they need another song Labels call me every day, hiding from my phone Most of the time, Mexiko, I be at home I be prayin' hard every time I be alone No nine to five, nigga, I need a 95 Went to get a job, got denied when I tried 383 stroker, I put it in my ride Dope boy ra, loaded dice when I slide Wake up, pray, finna start the day Brush my teeth, wash my ass, then I wash my face Throw my clothes on, cleaning up my space Before I walk out the house, I'm lifting up some weight Fell back on drinking, nigga, now I'm getting sharper Third day in, I've done started moving smarter Got off track, had to go harder Cause I ain't tryna' fuck around and be back on no Marta