Casper TNG & 100bandplan - The Market (lyrics)

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The best selection of your Party music Casper TNG & 100bandplan - The Market (lyrics) [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 Glock's 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 rap, trap 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 #partymusic