Marcus Jaron - Rotation Lyrics

Three blunts in rotation me myself and I got high as f*ck
Why we in her home and smoking strong if she ain't tryna f*ck
Had to cut off bro some time ago cause he a powder puff
Bestie at my crib and she like Marcus stop this trapping stuff

Asked about the music she like nigga what you lacking for
Told her that I'm thuggin with it cause right now it's wack as f*ck
Ten out of a dozen niggas gon tell you they rapping bruh
But when I crunch numbers thats when certain shit ain't adding up, hm
You see most you niggas ain't shit
Stop all that complaining
Bro you no living dangerous
How he got on by faking
I do not like new faces
We line em up and fade shit
Obama he ain't change shit
Bruh get up off that slave ship
F*ck them reparations
Plus Donald Trump he racist
So f*ck all of that safe shit
This hatred is innate bitch
Got something to say okay then go and suck a plain dick
I'm not bout to go waste my breath on jitt I got no patience
Used to be my mans but then I peep he on that lame shit
We no longer friends I guess I like the way he played this
Covered all my basis
Revert back to the basics
Might stomp him out his asics
I been this way since age 6
My teachers like who raised him
They thought that I was Satan
But I remained the same jitt
Bitch who you think you playing with
This must be the Matrix
Cause don't it feel amazing
I dove in head first baby
And made this in the basement
But wait hold up this Florida and in Florida we don't got basements
I'm straight up out the pavement
I smoke like I'm Jamaican
I don't know why he hating
Can someone come explain this
It must be cause he still living with his momma tryna be famous

3 blunts in rotation me myself and I got high as f*ck
Why we in her home and smoking strong if she ain't tryna f*ck
Had to cut off bro some time ago cause he a powder puff
Bestie at my crib and she like Marcus stop this trapping stuff

I waiting too long for this no way that I'm gon drop the ball
I remember all the shit you did way back when I was off
Stepped away from Instagram and focused on my pockets dog
All he do is sit and play 2k and think he pooping off
Pressed him all in private but in public got to popping off
Caught him by surprise like shit was up and I was quite appalled
He know how I'm coming, he know where I stay, I like it dog
I live on my own so he can bring that smoke right to the door
But f*ck that
You should get the f*ck back
I think I'm above rap
You ain't had enough yet
Rolling like a hub cap
On point like a thumb tack
You don't want no problems
Nigga where yo thug at
Wrap it up with latex
Hoe I practice safe sex
I can't catch that aye man
Can I get a Amen
You still rocking Ray Bands
Thought that went away damn
Setting up the play yeah
I don't need no stage stagehand