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