Creepin' with the Martians

You ain't really eatin', pussy boy, you starvin

Call him Marvin, you really a target

Watch your back, bitch, and I'm with a cool lil' sexy ass black bitch

And I got a white hoe, she clean my pipe, hoe

And she like to fight hoes, knock out her lights, hoe

And I'm on a light pole, I'm high as fuck, though

And I'm fly as fuck, though, I'm fly as fuck, hoe

Bitch, I'm really ballin, I'm really tall, really tall, like Gasol 'nem

Like I'm Paul 'nem, ballin' like I'm Jordan

Why you flodgin'? **** think he flossin'

You ain't flossin', you talkin', we'll walk it

Grab a lighter, grab a blunt, and I spark it

I'm really cautious, haters make me nauseous

Make me nauseous, jiggas make me nauseous

**** make me nauseous

I be movin' cautious

Don't move wrong, it'll cost ya

Tryna be surrounded by some bosses

Broke **** make me nauseous

Broke bitches make me nauseous

**** make me nauseous

I don't do no jiggas, they make me nauseous

I don't trust these ****, they make me nauseous

Oh, he think he sicker, bitch, I'm nauseous

I'm nauseous, **** make me nauseous

I don't do no jiggas, they make me nauseous

I like them figures like them bosses

**** make me nauseous