Mario64

(Swank made this shit?) F*ck it Yeah Aye Feeling like Mario in the hat with the wings on it Feeling like TIP in the hat, it's the king homie! Minus the allegations Niggas throw salt on you and get mad when you happy baby I'm back and they back to hating Writing these affirmations on paper, no affidavit Buy me a beat and beat it, it's something like masturbation I'm whipping that wagon crazy Cruising the world me and my girl She run her hands through my curls, and I'm activated Til she bring up old hoes from my past now I'm aggravated I'm done with them sack chasers. Focused, you know I be in my bag like a sack racer That shit got her rolling eyes But she know me we low key on the creep when we rolling out My loyalty deeper than p-o-p how I hold it down Learned about CQC, she elite now she toting knives Not worried bout niggas I keep That pistol like golden eye when we going out They got my order wrong at the spot now she showing out Mane you know how these hoes be. At least that's what Gucci said You know they act a ass when they Hungary like Budapest Buss a move to the room to rest, she know what we doing next Booty softer than movie sex, look to God and say "you the best" Her body's a work of art. A genius she working smart I buy her what she desire cuz baby be working hard You try her She shoot at you like Joanna in perfect dark Told her I'm flyer than star fox, she talking bout "boy stop" I'm feeling like King Rool in a coupe with the hard top Chasing the money like Mario when the stars out Hit the strip club, then double back Throw her money she make it shake like a rumble pack Now how could you fumble that? Mane! Aye man how could you fumble that? Told her I'm rolling like Metroid In her prime doe Heard you was fucking with other boys, but you mine doe But you mine doe