PnB Rock feat. Tee Grizzley – Go To Mars

PnB Rock Go To Mars

PnB Rock Taps Tee Grizzley For “Go To Mars”

Philadelphia To Detroit is making a splash within the music world as PnB Rock connects with Tee Grizzley for the new track “Go To Mars”.

PnB is aiming towards the new release of the upcoming project “Trapstar Turnt Pop Star” which drops in May. Both artist definitely get wild hitting that Philly freeway on the new track.

Check out the brand new track below and lyrics:

Fast whips, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star
We be blowin’ cash quick like it’s no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we just might go to Mars
Shit, I’m talkin’ fast whips, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star
We be blowin’ cash quick like it’s no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we just might go to Mars

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
Yeah, fast whips, bad bitch
Ridin’ ’round the city smokin’ on that gas, bitch
On the way to Rodeo, she into fashion
She the type to go fuck up a bag quick
Flex on ’em, fuck up a check on ’em
Ice on my neck on ’em, ice on my neck on ’em
Ice on my wrist, bitch, I got ’em sick, bitch
Young nigga lit, bitch, young nigga rich, bitch
New whip alert, new bitch alert
New drip alert, I got they feelings hurt
All in my pockets, yeah, they got the blues
All of my bitches, they come home in twos
Don’t get too close, you not takin’ my jewels
Try me, I swear, you makin’ the news, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Walk in the mall, I got cash, don’t even ask for the price
She so excited to fuck, she gon’ ‘member this for the rest of her life
If you wanna fuck me, bitch, you gotta go through the guys
Look at the flick of the wrist, I payed a hundred for mines
If it cross your mind to take my chain, you don’t give a fuck about life
Met her today, I’m fuckin’ tonight, and that’s how I’m endin’ my night
This AP’ll light up your life, this Draco’ll light up the night
You owe me money? Pull up with mine, you know I ain’t tellin’ you twice
‘Cause that chopper like your ex-bitch, it ain’t gon’ miss you, nigga
And God really with you if I missed you, nigga
Switchin’ lanes in that ‘Tayga, that’s a Bentley, nigga
I fuck with Rock the long way, Detroit to Philly, nigga