letra de mars - scalladosis & faiiryanna
[intro: scalladosis & faiiryanna]
(jason) faiiryanna
faiiryanna and scalladosis (b-tch)
yeah, yuh, woah
woah, d-mn, d-mn, ayy, huh
a-huh
got a moon ass, i’m smokin’ moon gas
b-tches sound like goons, i treat ’em like a spaz
woah
godd-mn, this pack hittin’ hard (yeah, for real bro)
that sh-t will send you up to mars
[chorus: scalladosis]
take a trip to mars, i be headed up to outer sp-ce
’cause my head gone from smokin’ on that loud today
like young thug, i’m gettin’ some white b-tches like it’s powder day
no one can keep up with my pace, they fallin’ out the race
i’ma fly up to mars, hop on the ship and get the f-ck out
runnin’ like it’s baseball, but i’ll never be struck out
i pull up and he gon’ see that he just ran his luck out
i be by myself in my own world, yeah, i’m stuck out
[verse 1: scalladosis]
it’s scalla and faiiry and we be spittin’ on that laidback
get my racks up, now everyone gettin’ paid back
day to day i keep it pushin’ like i’m a-trak
pushin’ forward so i don’t think about if i stayed back
p-ssy taste good like soul food
but i ain’t wifin’, i already told you
i know you f-cked around with the whole crew
so i just wanna f-ck rather than hold you
it look like i’m on mars, how i’m smokin’ this red haze
i got fire like the sun, b-tch, come on and catch these rays
[verse 2: faiiryanna]
i’m stickin’ to myself ’cause i don’t really give a sh-t
b-tch, i’m gone in the booth, run away in a mist
stupid f-ckin’ b-tch, don’t hit my phone, hit my line
i ran away to mars and got high as a kite
you know the facts, you my type
you make me warm, you’re my type
you got the things that i like
and i like you, so i hide
why do i always have the mean b-tches?
the type to f-ck you up and throw dishes in the kitchen
why do you always have some mean wishes?
b-tch, can’t you see some peace and lovin’ in the vision? (yeah, what?)
the flowers what i love, but i’m hurtin’ by the th-rns
the flowers what i love, but i’m hurtin’ by the th-rns
got a moon ass, i’m smokin’ moon gas
b-tches sound like goons, i treat ’em like a spaz
i got a moon ass, i want the moon gas
yo’ b-tch, ah, what?
[chorus: scalladosis]
take a trip to mars, i be headed up to outer sp-ce
’cause my head gone from smokin’ on that loud today
like young thug, i’m gettin’ some white b-tches like it’s powder day
no one can keep up with my pace, they fallin’ out the race
i’ma fly up to mars, hop on the ship and get the f-ck out
runnin’ like it’s baseball, but i’ll never be struck out
i pull up and he gon’ see that he just ran his luck out
i be by myself in my own world, yeah, i’m stuck out
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