Fly 2 Mars - Kid Ink, Rory Fresco

Got it on smash

OG Parker

Let’s do it (Yeah)

I go hard (I go hard)

And let these fuck niggas tell it (Woo, tell it)

Yeah, I’m not no star

You ridin' in a rental, that’s not your car (Skrrt, skrrt)

Okay, high as stars (Stars)

Okay, go fly to Mars (Mars)

Okay, bitch, I’m in charge (Charge)

Okay, okay, let’s start (Yeah)

I go hard

Green Goyard (Yeah)

Legs apart, ayy

My planets Mars, ayy

But I’m the man up in this bitch (Said)

I brought sand to the beach

Threw Gucci sandals on that bitch (Yeah)

Now you know who rolled the blunts

So don’t be tamperin' with that shit (Woah)

One more shot of '42

And she’ll be dancin' on that dick

All them hoes with you like Dasher, Dasher

Dancers in your clique (Hey)

See what’s dancin' on my wrist (Wait)

This a Rollie, shit don’t—, bitch

Let’s do it (Yeah)

I go hard (I go hard)

And let these fuck niggas tell it (Woo, tell it)

Yeah, I’m not no star

You ridin' in a rental, that’s not your car (Skrrt, skrrt)

Okay, high as stars (Stars)

Okay, go fly to Mars (Mars)

Okay, bitch, I’m in charge (Charge)

Okay, okay, let’s start, ayy (Let's go)

Pullin' up in a Rolls Ghost, uh (Ghost)

Put it in park

Okay, diamonds don’t need no flash on it

They shine in the dark (In the dark)

My shit bite, no bark (Bark)

I’m talkin' 'bout big bite just like sharks (Sharks)

And these niggas never play they part

They yellin', runnin' they mouth like narcs (Like narcs)

Yeah, yeah, hol' up (Hol' up), yeah

I heard the pack just touched down

Nigga, roll up (Roll somethin' up)

She say she wanna lick me up and down like a Fruit Roll-Up (Like a Fruit

Roll-Up)

Wherever I go to, they know us (Know us)

Another shot to the head, pour up (Pour up)

I ain’t never been scared

Let’s do it (Yeah)

I go hard (I go hard)

And let these fuck niggas tell it (Woo, tell it)

Yeah, I’m not no star

You ridin' in a rental, that’s not your car (Skrrt, skrrt)

Okay, high as stars (Stars)

Okay, go fly to Mars (Mars)

Okay, bitch, I’m in charge (Charge)

Okay, okay, let’s start, ayy

We make all this shit happen with no luck (Ayy)

Came up out the dirt, nigga, with no dust (Ayy)

Keep it G, the real ones always show love (Ayy)

Ask around the city, yeah, they know cuz

Ayy, run in the bank

Run in the game, don’t fumble the flame (Yeah)

I’m comin' through, better stay in your lane (Ayy)

You see the Z on the fetty the same (Skrrt)

Call me «patron,» I’m ahead of the game

Give me a shot and I’m lettin' it bang (Bang)

Talk to these bitches in nothin' but slang

Couple of dollars, she dance in the rain, uh (Ooh)

I go hard with it

You just got hard feelings

They talk like star witness

I pull up in all my fitness (Yeah)

Just tryna mind my business (Okay)

We blowin' blunts, no kisses

Swim in that dough like fishes

Watch how I do it

Let’s do it (Yeah)

I go hard (Hard)

And let these fuck niggas tell it (Woo, tell it)

Yeah, I’m not no star (Star, star)

You ridin' in a rental, that’s not your car (Car, skrrt, skrrt)

Okay, high as stars (Stars)

Okay, go fly to Mars (Mars)

Okay, bitch, I’m in charge (Ow, charge)

Okay, let’s start

Yeah, yeah, hol' up (Hol' up), yeah

Ooh

Got it on smash

I’m with your shawty

OG Parker