[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Mars…
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' martian!
[Verse 1: Game]
Blood gang kill 'em all, Odd Future Wolf Gang,
Kidnap a vampire, drain all his fuckin' veins,
Wolf Grey Jordans, use his intestines for the strings.
Snatch up Rihanna and throw her in front of a fuckin' train,
Sniff a fuckin' unemployment line of cocaine,
Tie Lil B up to a full tank of propane.
Swag… Now watch him cook and just stand there and look,
Have a bonfire with old Harry Potter books,
Martians versus goblins, goons versus the crooks.
And since me and Tune had Viacom shook,
I shoulda got a real ass pirate to do the hook,
Maybe Jack Sparrow maybe Peter Pan's nemesis,
My power's limitless like Blanka on Sega Genesis,
Superhero, mad that Marvel overlooked me
‘Cause Spiderman and Hulk straight pussy.
[Hook: Lil Wayne & Tyler, the Creator]
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
We are not the same, I am a Martian.
[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]
A year ago I was poor, somewhat
Now my future's brighter than Christopher's new haircut,
Bruno Mars is still suckin' dick and fuckin' male butts
In the same closet that Tyler Perry gets clothes from,
I suck? Where the fuckin' Ring Pops?
You got a better chance of getting' a copy of Detox.
Wolf Gang, we rock, crack rock and that shit was expected
Like Jayceon whenever he name drop.
(Fuck you, Tyler!)
Jesus, motherfuckin' Theresa!
This nigga Game got Wolf Haley for this feature!
My team is runnin' shit like we have full-cleat Adidas
Getting' chased by the polices on a full-bred cheetah.
Bishop Eddie caught me tryna escape,
Bag full of drag and a Nicki Minaj mixtape,
Draggin' all you fags to the back of the log cabin,
Fall back like Lebron's hairline against the Mavericks, he lost.
[Hook: Lil Wayne & Tyler, the Creator]
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
We are not the same, I am a Martian.
[Verse 3: Game]
(Chuck, fuck wit' me!) I do,
‘Cause Lil Tunechi always bless me. (Achoo!)
He killed me on my own track, so what? Not you.
Fuck you, I spit like I had kids with Erykah Badu!
I fucked her on the day of that naked video shoot,
I was suckin' that pussy like it was wonton soup,
Then I hit Lebron's mom in Bron-Bron's coupe
With Delonte West tapin', we had bon-bons too,
With Cleveland cheerleaders, they had pom-poms too,
So I smacked them bitches wearin' Bishop Don Juan's suit.
(Where was Snoop?) I don't know, probably doin' what the Crips do.
But when I'm with my uncle, fuck it! Then I'm a Crip too!
And I will crip Weezy, crip Jones, and crip you,
Now I'm the Doggfather walkin' with a shih tzu,
Mad that DC Comics overlooked me
‘Cause Captain America's straight pussy.
[Hook: Lil Wayne & Tyler, the Creator]
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
Bitch, I'm a mothafuckin' Martian! I'm a goddamn Goblin!
We are not the same, I am a Martian.