Marty Mcfly

Lyrics

[Intro] I think that'll work What about the cops, man? Bishop checked it out There's two overlappin' patrols about three minutes apart So we just got to be fast Yo, I think we should plan this another time This nigga's scared! Broad day with the SK [Verse] Yeah, we still having custom Glocks, and custom chops Nigga ain't nothing change we'll bust ya top I ain't been buying chains, I'm tryna flood the block Bringing them dirty K's and let em chop-chop Turn a nigga SUV into a drop top Spin em, [?] I don't wanna talk [?] In the trenches them niggas be sliding [?] [?] bring me Kylie and Kendall All these bitches on go and they look like a [?] [?], ball like I'm Tim Fly like I'm Marty McFly in the gym Slamming yo bitch like Jeff Hardy forreal In thе way I was tossed all the problems I killеd She eat it with skill Big shark in the water, I tatted my gills In the hills I be serving [?] the pills So high you be thinking I'm dabbing forreal I don't know about no crack I'm just cracking the seal Got a bite on the way, Imma tax them pills I be scaring these niggas, Michael Jackson from thriller Got the feds on my page I can't post for them [?] Put them shells on his back call that boy Armadillo When I run out of percs have yo auntie refill em Know It's double S-G rob the man in the middle Niggas said they want goop, Imma reseal em Poke a hole in the bottom, best way to reseal em Is you fucking or what, I ain't got time to be chilling Finna drop on yall ass [?] Treat these hoes like dirt I'm tired of yall treatment Tell em bring some we tired of this cheating And I knew it was coming cuz my palms was itching And I run with them niggas be [?] Ice on me, bitch wanna skate on my ring Lie to the bitch, I don't rap I sing I got them wolves ready to come out and knock out ya team [?] get a nigga house cleaned Know it's money on the phone everytime I hear ding Know they run with ya dome if you tell what you seen We don't run with no chrome, we got black magazines Choppa hit we want the contact Send ya bitch home with a hunchback Early in the morning, get ya flapjacked Let the real niggas in, let the rats pack [?] in the Scat-pack I got [?] I ain't posting shit on Snapchat In the back tryna find where the sacks at If we score Imma drop off some more let em have that