Pony

[Intro: Qari] Yeah Young Carl Ayy [Verse: Qari] One trick ponies If your homies is headless horsemen, you ride by your lonely Paul Revere, word of mouth, niggas so phony Forecast, we gon' bring some fire to the formal All my shit imported, no DiGiorno Crank, Sugino My bitch look foreign, she from Kankakee, though My plates from Rio I don't know Portuguese, I know Tina Marie though I pull up in them Rick James jeans, it's Qari from the casino with nina Niggas dirty, I seen 'em I never worried, I'm covered Ain't got no ties 'cause I'm stubborn My next bitch might make me rich, my ex-bitch undercover But hate to see me in public But love to see me with another bitch She know I love money but now the money come with other shit So I keep sources on sources, that's sorcery, pottery, porcelain No lottery endorsements, corporate coppin' me Forces No time for pony tricks, tired of the horse shit Forfeit the counterfeit, when they ask about it, ain't nobody seen it [Chorus: Mick Jenkins] Low-key in the party Low-key in the party, no hoes on me Young nigga, just a little bit of gold on me New love got us fuckin' like we old homies That's why I'm low-key in the party Low-key in the party, no hoes on me Young nigga, got a little bit of gold on me [Outro] Boy, just be yourself If people don't like you if you're being yourself, fuck 'em Let me tell you somethin' I used to go out with a girl when I was about your age I tried to please her pappy all the time Went out my way to please her pappy I come in one day, I said, "Nice weather we're havin'" Said, "You can't say that You can't say that, it might rain" I said, "Nice tie you got on" Said, "You can't say that My wife tried to choke me with it" Point I'm tryna tell you, son, is be yourself People don't like how you be yourself, fuck 'em Fuck 'em up against the wall With handcuffs on, and crazy throwin' lips