Marco Polo

You hear that
That's me putting out a blunt
I gotta smoke before I do this
It's that vibe
No puff puff pass get your own shit

Yeah
Yeah
Now back to the matter at hand
I break it down like a battering ram
I am a veteran
Don't wait for the dust to settle in
I get more head than Ocho to Evelyn
In the middle im Malcolm on ritalin
Palm covered in talcum get rid of em
Shit, You know the outcome I did em
And never gave a fuck if out come the little men
With they badges
Flip the mattress
I'm too gassed up to equip the matches
Imma son of a bitch dont forget the bandages
The damage is done to the amateurs dumb enough to think
They got an advantages on us
Not even my manager managing us
Set serve
The advantage is us
And just and just and just
And let's go
Say out
It just don't count less you know what I'm bout
I told that bitch don't use that mouth
I know what I'm seeing
When they just want clout
Thats Clout
Clout
Thats clout

See this that real shit
That ill shit
That let me tuck a dollar bill shit
That cash money at the dealership
That 88 imma kill shit
That, I don't got bills shit
That this that real shit
This that ill shit
This that
Say
Say

I don't know what he think about when I wrote this
I don't know what I think about when I wrote this
I don't know what I thought about when I wrote this
I don't know I don't I don't know don't

My daddy had a caddy a beamer and a private jet
There ain't a plea deal or bargain I won't reject
My trajectory has flown thru the roof
Similar bullet
That came straight out the chamber
Of my trigger finger would pull it
Balenciaga sock shoes
Chrome heart cartoons
They say that there's plenty of fish in the sea
So I'm pulling out my harpoons
I'm always ahead of the curve
And getting the shit I deserve
I feel like it's simple I serve
And then I move on
Sippin a bit of the syrup
I'm thinking of getting dessert
Or maybe I won't
Say I'm a little disturbed
I say that I'm Daniel Stern
I know how to ball
Maybe I been too assertive
Its how I get further
You know I'm not waiting on them
Maybe the message is not at the bottle
I know that it's empty its dry at the bottom
I cover myself in the fabric of ego
And now like an eagle I feel like I've falling
And looking for prey
Or maybe just looking to pray