AZ_0101 - Y Marina

{verse 1}
Ight, hold up, lemme switch it up real quick
Y’all think i’m kinda slick?
K-dot
I notice what can be accomplished when you focus on yourself
So imma help myself
Shit, i don’t know if i can deal with some patels
Or wait is it patels
Back then weather was like all hail
My face just turned pail
Ight i’m ’boutta bail
Not tryna end up in prison for some dissin’
Accusations from some women from edison, are you testin’?
Tryna set me up with your best friend
I think that’s just a dead end
Ay, can u fend
Or do you only follow trends
Like it’s pressin’ i’m just messin’
I ain’t like drake i don’t got fans from jersey
Hey i think that’s
Not gon’ lie i think some of y’all have a lesson to learn from middle eastern girls
Wearin’ all these necklaces and pearls
Some of ‘em brown people chill
Some of ‘em just care ‘bout the bill
A few of ‘em real
A few of ‘em here
Damn., i think i’m just in my feels

{verse 2}
Toronto, dallas, houston, austin you wish you could visit boston
Just hopped in and cropped ‘em for the ten like them just gon run up sicko mode
Throw this show down like it’s onna road i can’t even bode i’m abode you sound like a toad with a ford
Get a fuckin grip in this shit
Oh shit yo plans just a fan
Chasin grams to hit ‘em with a wham like i cram for ap exams you’re onna ban throw em away like a trash can onna van

{verse 3}
No hate but we got one of ‘em from troy, lil’ coy
Can’t live without hittin’ a vape in her mouth a minute, destroy
Yea she got a ploy
Who you tryna employ
What’d you say i don’t have a chance
Hah that’s funny cuz someone gave me a one dance
You ain’t from cairo or mecca, maybe you should visit tribecca
Or say hi to my friends or?
You ain’t shit, stop actin’ like you saved your grades
I comprehend your evil ways
They right, i got height and now you’re full of trite
What u gon’ do now, bite?
Yeah, cole was right, you ain’t nifty
Buddy can you drop give and me fifty?
Actin’ an egotistical saudi prince
Buddy you ain’t a sheikh
All you bein’ doin’ is shakin’ it for em boys
Whip it out like it was crocker and betty
Or were you like he should give head to me?
Send yoself to ucla for your bae
Or is it gon be mich for the bitch manz
Got rinsed just like yo abstinence did
Maybe actually follow the run
Yo, is your mentality built on strands of chiffon
Or is it as thin as a piece of saff-ron
Badam, well madam, i don’t give a shit
Life ain’t like tron legacy
Yas, have you been testin’ me?
Tesla model y it ain’t fly i think the yas marina
Hm it’s cooler cause i’d never get drunk like maria no tree up
Hold up, lemme plant this tree up
Pipe down onna ground
I think you just got found
Get off me cause you not a hound
This ain’t bound, to be
I got british pounds in my fist
11 aps on my wrist
Hold up, i gotta place a bid
Can’t even follow your own traditions just stay hid
Think you need some contrition
I knew it indians done been doin’ better than you
And i don’t even think i know you
What’d you think you’d be my boo
Hop off before yo parents hit you with a shoe
All of em ain’t got no coo
And i lowkey acted like a foo
Yuh, go for my boy yousif
No2, i’m boutta take a few sips
The way i been’ laughin’ at this shit like he pulled down his zip
Come at me again
Yo boy gon be compressed like a zip, file
I already got a pile, of em
I don’t got time for this bullshit i just writ a chit
K-dot, u right ‘bout this shit
Ight, count me out

{verse 4}
Bey’s right, america, america has a problem
Imma try to solve em
Apologized out of respect
I know you ain’t the best
Only lookin’ out for yourself like you took an ap calculus test
Sinusoidal graphs or sum pipe down it ain’t even may
You never gon be my bae
Just say hey to someone else
That’s what’s best
I know i’m trying and frying
I’m just on my grind

{verse 5}
Threatenin’ me with yo boys from brampton, bitch you hampton
Got a homie in toronto
Countin’ ’em pesos like cuanto
I can throw em up like i got a hand on em
Crush ‘em like i did with that aluminum can
Hop off the damn tram
That’s why yo parents set up security cams
Gettin’ those instgrams bans
I got a homie from long island
I tried and, i don’t need a guide
And, i don’t need the marina, no fe!n or
I got a real one from jersey
Her love is sweeter than hershey’s
Yeah, marina you’re gonna be the next version of her ex
Except we switched up the gender like it was checks
I don’t flex but i’m on deck, you know what’s next
Drake gave you a referral in you broke my heart
You don’t got one sweetheart, got nun
21 right in more m’s cuz i got more fems
While still maintainin’ my celibacy
Hey, callin’ me the n-word are you full of jealousy?
You ain’t smart
Fix that middle part
Definitely take bart, where’s yo heart
Smokin’ ‘em puff carts
Lungs prolly the color of asphalt
Eatin’ em sweet tarts
Like bro you ain’t my sweetheart
Hold up, my bestie from the middle east who doesn’t test me just texted
It was expected
Deal with it cuz now you’re stagnant you just got rejected
Ight i’m in my element
I hope this shit i just dropped is resonant
Yeah, i been waitin’ for taylor to drop, just when you got your new top
You ain’t coi leroy
This one is out for the boys