Double M Genius

[Intro]

I try to tell them I'm one of the

Best thinkers of this class I'm in

I feel like

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I'ma let the chips fall

Niggas is Kemba Walker, tryna see me pitfall

Niggas is starrin' like a synagogue: think about it

Centerfold bitches prolly couldn't get a drink up out me

They say I need some guidance

But I think they need a stylist

Bitch you should see my wallet

This bitch gonna need Pilates

And you can't see Folarin

What the fuck 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 chauffers

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

Underrated, 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

[Chorus]

They talkin' (Wale!)

Talkin' bout Folarin (What they talkin? Wale!)

They talkin' (Who they sayin'? Wale!)

Talkin' bout Folarin (Still in it! Wale!)

They talkin' (What they sayin'? Wale!)

Talkin' bout Folarin (Who's they talkin? Wale!)

Hold up! These bitch-ass niggas

So let em know (Look! Uh!)

[Verse 2]

Verse 2 gon' be fucking 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 bitches 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 fuck, see my bitches is kama sutra

One of them bitches is cute, the rest of them congruent

Why you talking my nigga? Just go and do it

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

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

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

The remedy is get your hustle on

Fuck 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 fuck with the law

[Chorus]

They talkin' (Wale!)

Talkin' bout Folarin (What they talkin? Wale!)

They talkin' (Who they sayin'? Wale!)

Talkin' bout Folarin (Still in it! Wale!)

They talkin' (What they sayin'? Wale!)

Talkin' bout Folarin (Who's they talkin? Wale!)

Hold up!

So let em know

[Outro]

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