Songtexte FWM - Martian Caviar

I be like oh
That's that
I be in the booth
So that's fact
Coming right though
With my pack
You ain't never seen wolves hungry like that
And they be looking to a boss
Fact check, you can take a loss
Back step, take a minute pause
I come enact shit, cooking with the sauce
Bitch you get lost
Bitch you get tossed
Calming it up like I'm Buddha
Don't give a fuck about the mula, the gouda
The cash, the jeweler, the rulers who'd shoot us
The mass intruders
None of it
Fuck it up, I mean none of it
Fucking with us, eat a ton of it
Lay yo' ass back in the cut like a son of it
Shit got you packing and run, we make fun of it

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Alien invasion
Don't need persuasion
Put this to my face
To put me in my place
In case I lose my chance to take
Hit the mark so call me Ace
Me and my bros from outer space
I don't give a fuck, never clean it up
Just leave me alone
Throw back 'till erosion takes my bones
Take me home
Zip me up from head to toe
I'm clinging on you know
Just wait for a sign from every note
You know then I'll go
I'm back in the black
Pullin' up in my grandma's Jag
Rollin' with my souls from the past
Passenger seat with my bag
Smoke it up in the back
Till I can't see out the stack
Yeah yeah
But I'm not alone
Got my numbers in the flow
Underwater see me go
I owe myself a soul aye

Yeah we seeing ghosts cause we ghosts and we
Got no where to go
We stay froze so get used to the cold
Yeah no body knows
We see it but you don't
You all glow from
That fake shit you think you know
See our eyes wide but they closed