Chorus: Dre & Fat Joe
Pullin out garages, broads, and credit cards 
Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds 
We are not the same I am a martian 
[?], bitches like "Aye, let's get it on" 
[?]

Verse 1: Fat Joe
Joe Crack been slippin the feds since the 80's 
Moving that white boy, yeah that's "Slim Shady" 
Pushing that D like Terry Flannery 
Uncle Jew with the rock, they couldn't handle me 
You niggas buying Dapper Dan out the Gucci store 
I was in Harlem dripping [?] serving [?] wrong 
Coke case unit want smoke they tryna find liquors 
Only cold case I know [?] time pieces 
Now that's a milli on a wrist 
The only J's that matter is the rock piece and this 
TS logo diamonds dripping on the Fashion Nova 
They like fuck these niggas ain't going never be over

Chorus 1: Dre
Pullin out garages, broads, and credit cards 
Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds 
We are not the same I am a martian 
[?], bitches like "Aye, let's get it on"

Interlude: Dre
Woo 
This is, yeah

Verse 2: Dre
Look 
I'm still bumpin my Jack Thriller 
I put that on the gang and the man of my mirror 
I will never land of the side of foul niggas 
Where I'm from if they think that you rattin', they might kill ya 
Rappers do time come home they sound different 
When the feds be them niggas ghostwriting they life sentence 
If [?] I fuck models and [?] 
And I cook the beats like the thots straight outta Compton nig-

Chorus 2: Dre
Pullin out garages, broads, and credit cards
Crushing bottle bitches, [?], and ghetto stars
We are not the same I am a martian
[?], bitches like "Aye, let's get it on"

Verse 3: Lil Wayne
I'm a several incredible bitches that is ready to do what I tell them to do and that includes even beheading you
I never knew how much you never knew of what you never knew
I'm from the jungle not the pettin zoos and you look edible
Silence on the Glock, cause I'm just tryna to hold the noise
You could hear a pin drop without hearing the bowling balls
And the [?] hard to swallow, but not but my hoe at all
Oh my gosh, you bought me flowers, I'm about to smoke em all (woo)
Never had a white girl fetish like my bitch kinda reddish
With that white girl credit
Why you starin by a kilo like a white pearl desert?
YMTS's all white and pearl leathers motherfucka

Chorus 1: Dre w/ Lil Wayne
Pullin out garages, broads, and credit cards
Dodging all charges, clout chasers, and frauds
We are not the same I am a martian
[?], bitches like "Aye, let's get it on"