Zack Fox - Marinate lyrics

Ooh, ooh (Let it marinate, ooh) ooh, ooh
Goddamn (yeah, yeah)
Oh, my God (Let it marinate, ooh)
Ugh-ugh, ayy ayy ayy ayy
Hol' on baby, I know you
I know you wanna twerk but um
(Let it marinate, ooh)
Yeah, I got a gun in my shorts and um
(yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it could be It could get dangerous
(Let it marinate, ooh, Blaccmass)
(BNYX)

Hol' on baby, yeah
I know you tryna twerk somethin'
But I got the 40 in my shorts
You might hurt somethin'
I'ma bust a move just as
Soon as the work come
Had three bitches on my roster, I burnt one
All my niggas ugly, yeah
We all need some work done
Fucking up, hell nah, we ain't learn none
Got a lil' money
Still the same fucking person
Rob a bitch and use thе same money that
I stole to gеt her hair done
We be in the cut like a tampon
Back in high school
I rolled blunts on the Scantron
Fresh inside, fresh paintjob
Slap a nigga teeth out his
Mouth like some AirPods quit talking to me
I don't use sidewalks, bitch
I walk in the streets
I like nasty hoes trapping all
They farts in the sheets
Her coochie hairy I be getting
Hella knots in my teeth
(yeah) This a fuck-nigga anthem
I was on the playground tryna smoke a Camel
You was on the playground
Snitching you a Randal we gon' stomp you out
Like Mufasa getting trampled
I done slept on every nigga
Couch in East Atlanta
Now, I could buy everybody
House in East Atlanta
Your bitch illiterate she say
"Chanel" like "Channel"
She want a Birkin bag
I bought that bitch a Yankee Candle

Let it marinate let it marinate
Ooh let it marinate

Since my nigga died, I ain't been well
I'll shoot a nigga in the ass like he Denzel
I like playing GTA
But I can't go to the strip clubs
'Cause the way the bitches move
Make my dick swell (Let it mari) Bitch
I want it in the worst way
I used to take dollar bills
Out the church plate
Now, I'm gettin' figures that
Is difficult to calculate
Still acting broke
Making bitches pay for half the date
Don't let me near your cookout
I'm a lie and say
"I'm somebody uncle-brother-cousin let me
Get a plate" run up in your house like
I'm gettin' into real estate
Shoot a nigga in the dick
And make his kids evaporate

Let it marinate let it marinate, ooh
Yeah, yeah, let it marinate let it marinate
Let it marinate, ooh
Yeah, yeah, let it marinate oh, whoa
Oh, oh, whoa, oh let it marinate