Hoes Mad (feat. Twoside & Lil Pasta)

Marty Yo Ay can you make a beat for us bro Yea dog for sure Yo can you feature on a verse too Yeah man I got you Aight bet Ay your girl fucks with me Uh I don't blame her Rollie on my fuckin wrist yeah You can't save her Made this beat just to flex Got attention from your ex Man this beat so fire even I don't fucking know what's next Hi Dropping tunes so fast You can call me sonic They call you Big Ben Yo that's ironic Haha I don't really care if your daddy doesn't like me Send him my regards tell him he can fucking fight me Sadboy I'm feeling out of breath I've got no time to postpone my debt You call it's a dream but I'd say its a nightmare Do I really have to see you again I don't want to be here alone Be alone for so long Me and your girl get along just fine She's about to snort another line Her pierced nips They start to shine bright ay Pasta Eh bitch I pulled up in a wraith Skrrt Bitch you better mark this date Cause I ain't trynna fucking wait Nah Big Red ain't got shit on me Homie come and diss me If you wanna fucking test me Yah Eh Fullsend at the after party With Marty All these booties looking fat McDonalds would you like some fries with that Nah man Actually Got my protein shake No one gets a break Bout to diss my homies so don't cry eh Osky z polski Drinking vibing, and I'm out here rhyming Why you look so high Hi Bye Mike's here With his fresh pair of Nikes When's your EP out been waiting for a year Peace I've got to slam this beer ay Budlight Ronas eh?