Marathon lyrics
by Chuckyy
[Intro]
f*ckers need to gang bang them books instead of tryna be something y'all ain't (Stop tryna be somethin' y'all not, b*tch-ass n*ggas)
sh*t, you never know (Gang bang them books, n*gga, you heard what my shorty said)
'Cause I might be the one to kill your motherf*cking ass (It might be me, n*gga)
You know that
Milly D get off, it's a Bloodbathh
I'm chug splashin'
Gang
[Verse]
Face shot, face shot, man down on they side, now we got the jakes hot (Rrah, rrah)
I got a chop, bro got a chop, catch a n*gga, bail out, put the hole up in his tank top (There he go, there he go, there he go, there he go)
392 Hellcat ridin', how you wanna do it from the whip? Bouncе out in the daytime (Come hеre, come here)
Head tap gang, fully gang, every Glock got a button on the beef, caught me at the right time (Brrt)
b*tch talkin' 'bout I'ma take her shoppin', what the f*ck she smoke? That lil' b*tch too fried (Ha, ha, ha)
I'ma just hop in the back seat, clutchin' my fully, this sh*t go smooth like a Uber ride (Brrt, brrt)
Jump out, come here, where you goin'? You ain't know I jump out? Ain't no rapper, n*gga (Come here)
I don't throw pipes in a high-speed just for us to get away and a n*gga come clap me (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Been on the strip you say you be on and I don't see sh*t, so why is you attin' me? (n*gga)
Big free 40, I'ma keep on sayin' it (Free 40, free 40)
n*ggas out here leave you abandoned (f*ck 'em)
f*ck n*gga strike up tryna come through this block, .45 leaves his dumb ass stranded (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
n*ggas ain't really in the streets, ain't never did sh*t, they image, they keep on portrayin' it (Baow, baow, baow, baow, rrah, rrah, rrah)
Roll the dice, you better not crap out (Crap)
My n*ggas, they with it, hop out (Come here)
I'm outside, lot of shots out (Shots, shots)
Chuckyy known for the walk down (Walk down)
He was sippin', now he chalked down (You know that)
He got hit up from his thoughts down
Scat Pack, jump up in a 'Hawk now
I can f*ck the b*tch I want now (You know that, you know that)
Money, commas on my thoughts now
Chuckyy known, b*tch, I'm a boss now
Chuckyy loud, it make a hawk sound (Mm)
Draco loud, it make exhaust sounds (Rrah, rrah)
Catch him, walk him down, walk him down
Draco never stop, a hundred rounds (Rrah, rrah)
Don't do that, we got buttons around (Brrt, brrt)
Milly D get off, its a Bloodbathh (Bloodbathh, Bloodbathh)
We'll wet a n*gga up like a chug splash
In a SRT, n*gga, catch up
b*tch in the passenger seat with a fat butt
Where you been at? I been runnin' a check up
Standin' on sh*t, poppin' n*ggas in their stuff (Rrah)
Head tap, you know we shoot from the neck up (Neck up, neck up)