Marathon - Young Nudy

Presidential Rollie, gotta check the clock

Smokin' on a Cuban and I’m on a yacht

And that Cuban filled up with ganja, more ganja (More ganja)

Big blunts, you know I just stuff 'em and puff 'em (Yeah)

Baby lookin' good to me, Young Nudy got to fuck her (Yeah)

Done with you, no accident, baby, I won’t cuff ya (Cuff ya)

Man tryna shoot at me 'bout pussy, I don’t, uh-uh (I don’t, uh-uh)

Let off some steam, let off some steam (Yeah)

Get that shit off your chest, where’s your team?

(Where's your, what?)

Aimin' for your head, fuck your vest (Fuck your vest, ooh)

We do them AK’s, fuck your TEC (Fuck your TEC, ooh)

We carry them Glocks, no Rugers (No Rugers, yeah)

Niggas gettin' popped, won’t shoot us (Won't shoot us, yeah)

Know this shit won’t stop

Niggas gettin' killed 'round here, dirty on my block (Yeah)