Mar$hall – BRAND NEW BAZOOKA

Mar$hall – BRAND NEW BAZOOKA Lyrics

Artist: Mar$hall
Song: BRAND NEW BAZOOKA

Yeah, b#tch
Ridin’ ’round town with a brand new bazooka, hold on
Finna f#ck this sh#t up
Finna blow that b#tch up, you hear me?

Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m smokin’ on Cu$tum, not smokin’ on Tooka (For real)
Ridin’ ’round town with a brand new bazooka (g#dd#mn)

He keep talkin’ sh#t, p#ss# boy I’ll shoot ya (Bah-bah-bah)
4 or 5 shots comin’ out this Ruger (For real)
Yeah, they think that I’m cappin’, I’m not (I’m cappin’)
Blow that boy sh#t out and watch that boy rot (For real)

I’ll up it on anyone, you must’ve forgot (Boom-bah-bah-bah)
And that’s why that p#ss# #ss boy got shot
I’m dippin’, I’m dodgin’, and swervin’ the cops (For real)
I’m still screamin’ “f#ck ’em”, I ride with my chop (Ooh)

Last boy that tried got his head took off (Bah-bah)
And I’m still gettin’ fat #ss checks, big boss, yeah (Big boss)
I always get dubs, I don’t care who lost (For real)
See me in person, my diamonds on frost (They on frost)

I don’t really care if they like me or not (I don’t give a sh#t)
Hold on, hold on, hold on
‘Cause all of my opps on dead (Bah-bah-bah)
f#ck that boy, I lay him right in his bed (For real)

Come to his funeral, spit on his head (g#dd#mn)
I’m too raw, everyone around me scared (Ooh)
You say that it’s war, we already prepared (For real)
Whenever we ride no one gets spared (Bah)

I’m smokin’ on Cu$tum, not smokin’ on Tooka
Ridin’ ’round town with a brand new bazooka (g#dd#mn)
He keep talkin’ sh#t, p#ss# boy I’ll shoot ya (Bah-bah-bah-bah)
4 or 5 shots comin’ out this Ruger, yeah (Yeah)

They think that I’m cappin’, I’m not (Huh)
Blow that boy sh#t out and watch that boy rot (Yeah)
I’ll up it on anyone, you must’ve forgot
And that’s why that p#ss# #ss boy got shot (Ha)

Ridin’ ’round town with my brand new bazooka
Man, I f#ck that b#tch and then pass her to Luca, hm (Pass that b#tch)
You keep cuttin’ up, I’ll shoot ya
These bullets be hot, boy, they went right through ya, hm (Right through you)

Foreign cars, b#tch, I be zoomin’
Sticks in the room, boy, I get straight to boomin’, huh (Bo-Bo-Bo-Boom)
12x dot get to zoomin’
I blow, I ain’t miss, so you know I love shootin’, huh (Uh-huh)

Yeah, b#tch, so I stay piped up
Take a look at my wrist, boy, stay iced up (It’s iced up, b#tch)
Yeah, b#tch, new opp, light up
He testin’ my cutter, he got sliced up (His head sliced)

Yeah, b#tch, body bag, wrap up
Cleanin’ your block, so you best pack up (Pack up)
Yeah, b#tch, want smoke, step up
Choppa spray 50 rounds, now his face f#cked up (Hell yeah)

I’m smokin’ on Cu$tum, not smokin’ on Tooka (Huh?)
Ridin’ ’round town with a brand new bazooka (Boom-boom)
He keep talkin’ sh#t, p#ss# boy I’ll shoot ya (Yeah)
4 or 5 shots comin’ out this Ruger (Ha)

Yeah, they think that I’m cappin’, I’m not (Huh?)
Blow that boy sh#t out and watch that boy rot (Yeah)
I’ll up it on anyone, you must’ve forgot (Hold on)
And that’s why that p#ss# #ss boy got shot

Rich gang sh#t
Posted up, DBG, gang, b#tch
Yeah, hold on, gang sh#t
Posted up, DBG, gang, b#tch, yeah

Stop playin’ with us
Hoe #ss b#tches
Gang
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Release Year: 2015