[Lyric] Mars (Cyber 4-2-0)

[intro]
Hell bro think imma rip that shit
Ayo fly me straight to mars
Ay huh


[Chorus]
Bitch too high ima fly straight to mars
She gin catch me flyin' without hers
Uh waiting for the relapse walkin' three laps
Uh, uh bitch waiting on me for the free laps

[verse 1]

Bitch waitin' on my grave with the knife too many times
Cutting me four hundred times
Waiting on me for the last time
Pointing guns for the last time
Feeling my body slip into madness
Watching my soul bleed into sadness
Feeling my life crumble to piece's
Cough syrup got my throat bleeding


[Chorus]
Bitch too high ima fly straight to mars
She gin catch me flyin' without hers
Uh waiting for the relapse walkin' three laps
Uh, uh bitch waiting on me for the free laps