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pockets - heze the martian lyrics

[intro]

sp*cetrip boys, f*ck you talkin’ bout’, n*gga?
yeah, sp*cetrip, sp*cetrip, we stay lit in sp*cetrip

[hook]

big money in my pockets, stack it fat, i can’t hold it
slappin’ speakers off a track, it’s gettin loud. this beat floatin’, b*tch
“you ain’t special”. shawty talkin’ like she golden. let me put you on some game. now, put your hand out, n*gga hold it

[verse}

big sh*t ain’t nothin’ little over here, i’m overweight too
you get a sack of stacks, and people find reasons to hate you
all they sayin’ in they sh*t is “talk tough and we gon’ paint you”
but let me kick the bucket, you ain’t even got a pay due

just pop out with his b*tch, if he start talkin’, say this ain’t you
don’t ever sweat. no n*gga trynna beef, he in them play shoes
no case too. you chillin’ at the spot, them n*ggas hot, they ain’t gon’ raid you. i’m putting you on game, just use your brain and get some cake, too

stb, let’s hit the road, who wanna race too? let’s see who smarter with the sh*t or who gon’ end up flakin’ you
we trynna get this pape’, the sp*cetrip two lanes ahead of you, no restin’ too. and this beat gettin’ sticky, b*tch we usin’ glue

sh*ttin’, b*tch, you see the big blues, we gon spend it then replenish
never tip, i’m droppin’ checks like curry did it. food spicy, what you make it with? (bro, this that curry in it)
it get expensive when you livin’ with the martian out the trenches
n*ggas trynna test the gods, so we gon’ pull out that pacer
you got corona in my eyes, so buddy, get a little sp*cer
truck a n*gga, like i’m mator, smokin’ loud, you see the vapor
you get cut, not talkin’ [?], watch your back, we got them lasers
sp*cetrip, we on the moon, like skywalker with them sabers
it ain’t safe up in these waters, n*ggas snakes and alligators

shoot a n*gga in his ass, we call it enema
no cinnabon but we oilin’ up yo b*tch view at the cinema
taxin’ all these n*ggas, they some skittles, bruh. keep it g with all my n*ggas, or get slapped like meat on burger buns

havin’ fun, we in this b*tch. we workin’ all day. keep it silent fore’ we shift you down and made a run play. seen him poppin’. “why you lookin’?” b*tch, you [?]
imma end it with one sentence, sp*cetrip came out to play

[bridge]

yeah, sp*cetrip in this b*tch, ay, sp*cetrip in this b*tch, ay, sp*cetrip in this b*tch, aight

[hook/outro]

- heze the martian lyrics

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