Double M Genius

I try to tell them I'm one of the

Best thinkers of this class I'm in



[Verse 1]

Yeah, I'ma let the chips fall

N*ggas is Kemba Walker tryna see me pitfall

N*ggas is starring like a synagogue: think about it

Centerfold b*tches prolly couldn't get a drink up out me

They say I need some guidance

But I think they need a stylist

B*tch you should see my wallet

This b*tch gonna need Pilates

And you can't see Folarin

What the f*ck are you, retarded?

I ain't hugging the corner, but I hustle so enormous

A modern day Goodfella, I'm Ray Liotta

Loud smoking so pass the L like a semicolon

The Bentley is rented but I got many chauffeurs

Foamposites if you ain't got em then you penny-loafing!

Under-rated that's temporarily for the moment

Only marry your woman if mama cold as Willona

See, I'm second to no one

I'm the messenger-poet

They slowly showin' they colors

They music good but they bogus

Wale



[Hook x3]

They talkin'

Talkin' bout Folarin



[Verse 2]

Verse 2 gon' be f*ckin' with verse 1

Especially when you're writing shit that can never be done, Joe!

That Kevin Love flow

Bored of the shooters

My women be in the newest

Yo b*tches should buy a loofah

Where I'm from they is ruthless

Babies turn into shooters

Crazy talking and foolish

You catch a shell like a Koopa

And I don't give a f*ck, see my b*tches is Kama Sutra

One of them b*tches is cute, the rest of them congruent

Why you talking my n*gga? Just go and do it

N*ggas awful at dressing, they just aight at music

I'm trend-setting, despite of a awful debut

Still got me another deal big as any n*gga in music

The remedy is get your hustle on

F*ck a broad unless you love a broad

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Put my trust in my dog

Put my trust in my God

'Less you Stabler and Benson, I don't f*ck with the law



[Hook]