Jay Nice - MARMADUKEFLYTALKER

(Where the fuck is my lighter at?)

YEAH
YEAH

(I'm tripping now)

We just grooving my nigga!

Forreal

Uh
Big stepping this ain't Kendrick album
That's offensive I'm sicker, don't get offended
Or defensive bout it
I'll have you in intensive pouting
Soon as you mention Malcolm
So there (Ain't no use in that!)
When it come to winning value
I can bench a thousand - a million
Shit is limitless I'm brilliant dog I been in wild rooms
With billionaires who honestly could give a shit about you
Niggas is building houses
Empires, where bum niggas like you (Ain't no use!)
Uh uh
Stock rising like a million sales on Wall Street
I been fucking rich Art bitches, all week
Waving that Tesla card to start, like what the fuck is a car key?
Famous as Bob Marley on a Harley
I'm sorry, I'm not sorry
The game opened its arms wit whores, cars
And a banner that said welcome to the party (We can't even!)

I fell into a Barbie
Started smoking Ls wit cardi
I can't help it I be horny dog
Then I pulled off in a yellowish Ferrari
(Skrt, skrt, skrrt, skrt!)
Ferrari Flair
Funny the wigging out on these tracks
Is what bought me here, dog we here
Flossing yeah, doing shit like I'm on a dare
The boss of the snares
I bought up all of ya shares
Call it unfair, I don't care!
Y'all thought I would just fall off instead of being an all star?
It's flair, why the fuck would I ever do that shit bro forreal
Answer that!
I couldn't give up my spot
And besides these penny niggas couldn't fit in the slot
These lil Niggas actually think one day
They raps gone make em get bigger than 'Pac
Well the game is Russian Roulette
Come give it a shot, I hope it come nigga

Right in ya muthafucking temple like

Written by:
John Martin

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