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rockstar marqo - mail lyrics
[intro]
man, it’s rockstar marqo, man
and f-ck rapping
[chorus]
ay look, can’t trust that n-gga, might tell
um, real dope boy, got c0ke in my fingernails
fetty wap, i bought the work, i don’t need a scale
got the white girl and she pale
um, smart with the money like a wimp, yeah
send the pack through the air, yeah
i got them down in the mail
what you need?
you know i got the cheap sale
left wrist, that’s brick fair
trap out the spot, i don’t live there
designer kicks so you know they rare
i’ll cross a n-gga, i don’t play fair
yeah, i’ll send the bricks through the air
um, i made an m through the mail
rockstar, trapstar
[verse 1]
ay look, i made an m in fedex
cook with the right but i pump with the left
thirty pointers and they hitting hard, sh-t hurting my neck
mony, powr, ain’t no disrespect
sting a n-gga like a yellow jacket, n-gga, georgia tech
um, macho man when i get the weight, then i flex
racks on my feet, gotta watch how i step
yeah, gucci cardigan, n-gga dressing like i’m prep
um, b-tch, i’m popping right now
n-ggas saying that i’m next
dope boy now ’cause i play with that check
selling green and white like the jets
yeah, these n-ggas looking for help
ran it up and i did it myself
might ship the brick through ups
[chorus]
can’t trust that n-gga, might tell
um, real dope boy, got c0ke in my fingernails
fetty wap, i bought the work, i don’t need a scale
got the white girl and she pale
um, smart with the money like a wimp, yeah
send the pack through the air, yeah
i got them down in the mail
what you need?
you know i got the cheap sale
left wrist, that’s brick fair
trap out the spot, i don’t live there
designer kicks so you know they rare
i’ll cross a n-gga, i don’t play fair
yeah, i’ll send the bricks through the air
um, i made an m through the mail
rockstar, trapstar
[verse 2]
ay look, too much weight
um, n-ggas think i broke the scale
yeah, i got more bars than a jail cell
put a hole in your top like a whale
ooh, i got the rollie from [?]
yeah, rockstar, bill bellamy
um, i could teach a n-gga how to be a player
i’ll spend the racks like i don’t care
um, golden child, yeah, my style be rare
moncler, i got the front off the bale
i got the stone, make you stop and stare
spilled lean on the gucci, had to get another pair, rockstar
[chorus]
ay look, can’t trust that n-gga, might tell
um, real dope boy, got c0ke in my fingernails
fetty wap, i bought the work, i don’t need a scale
got the white girl and she pale
um, smart with the money like a wimp, yeah
send the pack through the air, yeah
i got them down in the mail
what you need?
you know i got the cheap sale
left wrist, that’s brick fair
trap out the spot, i don’t live there
designer kicks so you know they rare
i’ll cross a n-gga, i don’t play fair
yeah, i’ll send the bricks through the air
um, i made an m through the mail
rockstar, trapstar
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