Tee Grizzley - Go To Mars lyrics

[Chorus: PnB Rock] Fast whips, foreign cars With a bad b**h, she f** me like a p**n star We be blowin' cash quick like it's no tomorrow When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars sh**, I'm talkin' fast whips, foreign cars With a bad b**h, she f** me like a p**n star We be blowin' cash quick like it's no tomorrow When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars [Verse 1: PnB Rock] Fast whips Bad b**h Ridin' 'round the city smokin' on that gas, b**h On the way to Rodeo, she into fashion She the type to go f** up a bag quick Flex on 'em, f** up a check on 'em Ice on my neck on 'em Ice on my neck on 'em Ice on my wrist, b**h I got 'em sick, b**h Young n***a lit, b**h Young n***a rich, b**h New whip alert, new b**h alert New drip alert, I got they feelings hurt All in my pockets, yeah, they got the blues All of my b**hes, they come home in twos Don't come too close, you not takin' my j**els Try me, I swear, you makin' the news, yeah, yeah [Chorus: PnB Rock] Fast whips, foreign cars With a bad b**h, she f** me like a p**n star We be blowin' cash quick like it's no tomorrow When we get so high, be so high, we just might go to Mars sh**, I'm talkin' fast whips, foreign cars With a bad b**h, she f** me like a p**n star We be blowin' cash quick like it's no tomorrow When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars [Verse 2: Tee Grizzley] Walk in the mall, I got cash Don't even ask for the price She so excited to f**, she gon' remember this for the rest of her life If you wanna f** me, b**h, you gotta go through the guys Look at the flick of the wrist, I payed a hundred for mines If it cross yo mind to take my chain, you don't give a f** about life Met her today, I'm f**in' tonight and that's how I'm endin' my night This AP'll light up yo' life, this Draco'll light up the night You owe me money? Pull up with mine, yo'u know I ain't tellin' you twice 'Cause that choppa like yo' ex, b**h, it ain't gon' miss you, n***a And God really with you if I missed you, n***a Switchin' lanes in that Tiger, that's a Bentley, n***a I f** with Rock the long way, Detroit to Philly, n***a [Chorus: PnB Rock] Fast whips, foreign cars With a bad b**h, she f** me like a p**n star We be blowin' cash quick like it's no tomorrow When we get so high, be so high, we just might go to Mars sh**, I'm talkin' fast whips, foreign cars With a bad b**h, she f** me like a p**n star We be blowin' cash quick like it's no tomorrow When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars