[Intro: Zachadelic; Wright Reasons]
Z: Whoa, we're so above the stars right now
W: I'm so high
Z: What do you think man?
W: I don't know, I'm really high
Z: Alright, let's do this!
W: I'm f**in' high
[Hook: Harmonizing b**ha**]
We on Mars, we on Mars, we on Mars girl
We on Mars, we on Mars, we on Mars
We on Mars, we on Mars, we on Mars girl
We on Mars, we on Mars girl, Mars girl
We on Mars baby
Let's touch the stars baby
Oh sh**, this is gonna be crazy
So you better buckle up for safety
Zachadelic: Who is that?
Is her singing?
What the hell?
Houston, I think we have a problem
That's a planet
It's kind of red
Yeah it is
[Verse 1: Zachadelic]
We on Mars, we got those bars
Cruisin' over the stars with our glowin' hover cars
Not sure how we got here anyways
Probably from all that kush that we blazed
Then I met this hot chick from another galaxy
When I hit that p**y it felt like a fallacy
Man she put out like a 2 out of 10
That's okay, her personality was 10 out of 10
Then she took me over to her space cave
And she started to make me her slave
Then I got out my gun with a lazer
Shot her in face, it didn't even faze her
[Hook: Harmonizing b**ha**]
Wright Reasons: We're in the atmosphere
And we're on a ship, I'm f**in' high
So high
Is that a UFO?
Wow it's Mars
I'm f**in' high
[Verse 2: Wright Reasons]
Yeah, we goin' to Mars
You know that we spit mad bars
We landin' on our Mars Rover
Then she tells me to head on over
She's got tentacles for hair
Then she gives me the stair that she wants to ride my pipe
Oh, that p**y is so ripe
Apparently, shaving isn't a thing in space
Had to k** her, left no trace
Then I met up with my crew
Got on our ships and went back to the stu
[Hook: Harmonizing b**ha**]
Zachadelic: Goin' on a trip to Mars, with my friends
Wright Reasons: I'm still f**in' high
HB: We on Mars, ooh baby, day ones
Z: Ha ha ha, whoa
W: I'm still really high