Santana (feat. Mari’sDead)

(thank you, suicide)

[Intro]
I don't wanna miss it
Hate the way I'm tripping
Ain't nobody listening (I'm not)
They don't care when I go missing
Everyone gets distant
I don't fucking get it

[Verse 1: simsuicide]
What?
How I’m feeling?
Walk in this bitch and I look like a villain
Roll me a spliff, in the crib I be chilling
Shawty shit moving, it fuck with my vision
I gotta problem, I really love women
I gotta problem, I really love winning
Pull up with Blaze in the coupe and it's tinted
Yo' hoe get to grinning, I'm swiping the digits
BGC all on my body, we did it
I had to fuck on that hoe for experience
Hit it once, now I think she delirious
I had to call her the Lyft, she was furious

[Pre-Chorus]
Why this bitch thought she was gon' spend the night?
Emo lil' shawty, I think that she bite
She a lil' ghetto, I think she my type
I got a, fuck

[Chorus 1]
I got a baddie, she look like a model
She tryna drag me to Dolce Gabbana
Finesse yo' bitch, like I'm Mari Santana
Cop her some Louis, she calling me papa
Choppa gon' eat like lobster
Only got evil bitches on my roster
And I'm all over yo' bitch, like pajamas
Work work work, Rihanna

[Verse 2: simsuicide]
I paint yo' bitch like a picture
She don’t like niggas, she said we can scissor
Niggas be hating, get left on delivered
I'm with yo' bitch and I'm all in her liver
Two twin Glocks twin thots like Dante
Lil' bitch ate my dick like entree
Double my cup just like entendre
Honestly, none of you niggas could stop me

[Chorus 2]
Come home with me
I know you wanted me
Move yo' body, see
Like nobody watching me
Look what you done with me
I know you wanted me
Move yo' body, see
Like nobody watching me

[Chorus 1]
I got a baddie, she look like a model
She tryna drag me to Dolce Gabbana
Finesse yo' bitch, like I'm Mari Santana
Cop her some Louis, she calling me papa (x2)

[Verse 3: Mari'sDead]
Taking ya' bitch to the cocacabana
I am a ghost, like I'm Danny the phantom
We dropping duos, It's Sui Santana
Niggas is pussy, ain't talking to randoms

[Verse 4: Mari'sDead]
Baby, be honest, who fucking with me
Fuck from the back and I'm making you scream
Popping a tab, my body gon' lean
Don't want that shawty yea, she for the team
Yes, sending that pussy through texts
All in that pussy, I'm making a mess
Swim in ya' ocean, yea I'm finna' flex
Fucking with Mari, you know I'm the best
Hitting the road and I'm doing the dash
Niggas be chatting, they talk 'bout the past
Mari and Sui we making 'em mad
Hitting the store and we blowing that cash

[Verse 5: Mari'sDead]
Never tell me 'bout the things that l ask you
Damn, I'm addicted to your fucking attitude
Loving your body, I'm loving your tattoos
Promise that l'll be in love with the old you
Fucking me back like a nigga owe you
I'm in my mode and I got me the flow too
Ain't beefing with niggas, l'm not gonna argue
Damn, showing my cards 2

[Chorus 2]
Come home with me
I know you wanted me
Move yo body, see
Like nobody watching me
Look what you done with me
I know you wanted me
Move yo body, see
Like nobody watching me

[Outro]
I got a baddie, she look like a model
She tryna drag me to Dolce Gabbana
Finesse yo' bitch, like I'm Mari Santana
Cop her some Louis, she calling me papa (x2)