[Hook]
Kick a b*tch out like Martin
Never come up short like Martin
Y'all b*tches funny
I just want money
I ain't frontin for a b*tch like Martin
Like Martin, like martin on a n*gga ass like Martin
Old school money like Martin
Make a b*tch get to steppin like Martin
Like Martin,like Martin
Kick a b*tch out like Martin
Never come up short like Martin like Martin like Martin
On a n*gga ass like Martin old school money like Martin
Make a b*tch get to steppin just like my n*gga Martin
[Verse 1: Trill Sammy]
K-K-Kick a hoe out like Martin
I'mma put on for my city like Harden
Y'all gon make me get the gas in Jamaica
I smoke this sh*t like Bob Marley
And I kick it wit some white boys
That turnt the f*ck up and they callin me Gnarly
And should put it in my face man I swear
I'mma eat it just like I was starvin
Pull up in foreigns but trap out impalas
I'm use to juggin for dollars
I can see it in my future like future
I might just f*ck up some commas
Her ass look like Nicki
Her face a Rihanna but she white just like Madonna
Double chill a they was two b*tches
Got her off the lot but the roof missin skrrt
All this damn money what to do with it goddamn
All this damn money what to do with it
b*tches got a condo got a pool wit it
Anyway damn he a fool wit it
Had to get a bro a stack
Member smoke a black
Serving out a shack
Got a mansion as a trap
Member I was broke I ain't going back damn
[Hook]
Kick a b*tch out like Martin
Never come up short like Martin
Y'all b*tches funny
I just want money
I ain't frontin for a b*tch like Martin
Like Martin, like martin on a n*gga ass like martin
Old school money like Martin
Make a b*tch get to steppin like Martin
Like Martin,like martin
Kick a b*tch out like Martin
Never come up short like Martin like Martin like martin
On a n*gga ass like Martin old school money like martin
Make a b*tch get to steppin just like my n*gga Martin
[Verse 2: Squad Up Damo]
Kick a b*tch out like Martin
Told a hoe I only like foreign
I just want money pockets on hunnids
Trap house sellin' like Jordan
Commas keep comin' these b*tches they on me
She suckin' my di*k till the morning
I think that its funny
I told a b*tch heel cause b*tch you really not important
Man I'm chasin a meal while crackin' a seal
These b*tches they pay me they mortgage
I'm flippin the bird
I'm slick with my words
I spurge,splash and horses
King Johnny my whisk, designer my b*tch
My izzy my chain is flawless
You frontin you talk and I call up my shooter
He come on scooter and spark it
Bap Bap wit the ruger my n*ggas they do you
Whenever I point at the target
I'm giving them hell
I'm running from twelve
We reading the scale I off him
Fly out with oozy
I'm mean with the tooly
I lean off of xan I lost it
This sh*t is a movie
I'm laughin while f*ckin
These b*tches they think that I'm martin
[Hook]
Kick a b*tch out like Martin
Never come up short like Martin
Y'all b*tches funny
I just want money
I ain't frontin for a b*tch like Martin
Like Martin, like martin on a n*gga ass like martin
Old school money like Martin
Make a b*tch get to steppin like Martin
Like Martin,like martin
Kick a b*tch out like Martin
Never come up short like Martin like Martin like martin
On a n*gga ass like Martin old school money like martin
Make a b*tch get to steppin just like my n*gga Martin