Martian

I been mixin' Codeine with the Percocets, I'm higher than a martian
I don't got no love for none of these niggas out my circle 'cause my heart gone
Doublin' my cup and it's gon' be a homicide soon as you touch down
Made two-hundred racks but only makin' one benji off two-hundred pounds
We havin' suppressors on these Glocks, you don't hear this pop, make no sound
It ain't no competition with these niggas, I'm the hottest in the fuckin' town
I can't keep my cool when it get hot, it's way too hard for me to come down
Extortion by the mob, everything get confiscated in the compound