Hook:
Mark me up, get your ink on boy, tat me up
Tat me up, from my wrist to my shoulders, fill me up
Fill me up, ink my chest and my back, that's what's up, that's what's up
When I'm marked up, I can't get enough, mark me up
I love the ink, I love the ink, mark me up
I love the ink, I love the ink, mark me up
Verse 1: Hard Hitta
Mark me up, I love the ink
Y'all washed up, no dishes in my sink
I'm a fean for the needle, an ink junkie
Something like a druggie, when the tat gun touch me
Feel so lovely, ink drug addict
I'll probably have a buzz after, I'm getting dumb tattered
It's a trin but it's mean and how I live
Hate and your bitch can stroke the keys on my ribs
Getting it how I live, A spot my skin, so I'm feeling it in
I don't give a fuck if I got no friends
But I guarantee, gotta make more ends
It's hard H.I.TT.A got it tatted on my back I ain't even gotta say it
Got it written on my neck, Quote on my chest better step you game up I ain't playing
You know, a little ink will make a bad bitch a harder hoe
And my swag knock them down like dominoes
No shirt, summer tribal sleeve like im navajo
Yo soy boricua gotta go Vamonos
Hook:
Mark me up, get your ink on boy, tat me up
Tat me up, from my wrist to my shoulders, fill me up
Fill me up, ink my chest and my back, that's what's up, that's what's up
When I'm marked up, I can't get enough, mark me up
I love the ink, I love the ink, mark me up
I love the ink, I love the ink, mark me up
Verse 2: EazieDaGod
Niggas getting tattered, that's the motherfucking trends
They try to stay in style like the motherfucking Benz
I love the ink, see them rookies they don't matter bro
They lame with no swag, and no game that's bad enough
Scream at them, I hit up T and you already know he mean at it
And like the fean, I pass the needle now we're team tattered
Scream at me, get your ink up
I tell these hoes, fuck wearing clothes, my body inked
Get tattered up, word to me you crap me up, they pitching the game and im batter up,now i see you you mad at us, fronting on me we strapping up, standing .. clapped them up
.... rest in peace if you're acting up
I'm spending bread like I just signed the world deal
Inked up like I was hit by oil spill two sleeve and chest im tatted
See ink ink i gotta have it
Like damn lil homey you ratchet rat tat tat you was thinking i was packing
Hook:
Mark me up, get your ink on boy, tat me up
Tat me up, from my wrist to my shoulders, fill me up
Fill me up, ink my chest and my back, that's what's up, that's what's up
When I'm marked up, I can't get enough, mark me up
I love the ink, I love the ink, mark me up
I love the ink, I love the ink, mark me up
