The Market Pt. 2

[Intro: Casper TNG]
Fuckin' up the market
Fuckin' up the market
I'm just fuckin' up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit, yeah

[Verse 1: Casper TNG]
I keep fuckin' up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit
I don't even think that she love me or hate me
I just think she lookin' at my pockets
If I'm broke, she gon' leave me regardless
If I'm up, she gon' stay, that's a promise
I'm tryna keep it honest (Heathstone)
I'm really goin' all in
I really took a bitch up out the projects
Tryna see what it's like, it's a project
I might even feel like love you for now
But later on I'll know that it was non-sense
And why can't you just see me
For who I really am?
The killer or your friend
More times I'm just runnin' up checks
More times I'm just

[Chorus: Casper TNG]
I'm just fuckin' up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit
Yeah, I think it's kinda toxic
And she keep tryna tell me that I hit her friend
I thought that it was obvious
And lately I've been poppin' all these Percocets
They tryna tell me, "Stop it"
I'm just fuckin' up the market
I'm fuckin' up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit
Yeah, I think I need to stop it
I'm out of town fuckin' up the market
And I know I'm fuckin' up your profit
When I see the cops, get nauseous
Everywhere I go, I'm tryna fuck up the market

[Verse 2: 100Bandplan]
I'm just fuckin' up the market
Bounce out the car, ain't missin' targets
Whole lotta smoke in the air right now (Brr)
Just give me the word, then we bark it
This real life, can't restart it (On God)
Slip in his whip then we park it (On God)
Girl always talkin' 'bout fuckin' for free
Bitch, is you dumb or retarded?
Bitch, is you dumb or you stupid? (On God)
Heard he got hit with a switch at close range
Now he laid on the ground there clueless
You niggas dyin' for box, what you doin'?
My niggas love all the Glocks and the shootin's
You got a gun but you never gon' use it
Feds kick the door, but I only make music, yeah (On God)
Baby, ain't it obvious
Geekin' off these pills, got me nauseous (On God)
Back then I was fuckin' up the ratchet
Now niggas fuckin' up the market
Tryna fuck all her friends to be honest
G34 dunk a nigga like Giannis (Rrr)
To be honest (Rrr)
Finna talk my shit, finna pop my shit right now
I'm done being modest

[Chorus: Casper TNG & 100Bandplan]
I'm just fuckin' up the market (Oh)
Not too many bitches I did not hit (On God)
Yeah, I think it's kinda toxic
And she keep tryna tell me that I hit her friend
I thought that it was obvious (Yeah)
And lately I've been poppin' all these Percocets
They tryna tell me, "Stop it" (Yeah)
I'm just fuckin' up the market
I'm fuckin' up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit
Yeah, I think I need to stop it
I'm out of town fuckin' up the market
And I know I'm fuckin' up your profit
When I see the cops, get nauseous
Everywhere I go, I'm tryna fuck up the market