[Lyric] MARCO POLO (Yesify)

[Intro]
Tommy Franco, make it bang, though

[Verse 1: Yesify]
They say my flow is so corny and basic
I got the lick so that bitch can come taste it
Offset, off, bitch call you Blueface
Can’t fuck wit’ most of y’all, it’s a two-face
I don’t claim sets, I don’t pop Percocets
I don’t cash checks, and I’m movin’ up next
Cut through these bitches like I’m Jason
Y’all be clout chasin’
These issues, I’m facin’
Boy, don’t you call me irrelevant
OD on rap, like it’s my medicine
Aim at my enemy straight through the scope
You is so high ‘cause my shit is dope
Love all my haters, don’t want all the smoke
Wipe that smile off your face ‘cause I ain’t no jokе
I’m not the one you provoke, ayе
[Hook: Yesify]
Marco Polo, Marco Polo, Marco Polo, aye
Marco Polo, Marco Polo, Marco Polo, aye
Marco Polo, do not need no bitch, I’m stayin’ solo
Yeah she got a man, but she comment on my YOLO, aye (GP)

[Verse 2: Ghostface tha Trendsetta]
Marco Polo
I’m over here so my haters can’t find me (Find)
They can not touch me
Call me irrelevant
Bitch, I am relevant, you got me hella bent (Hella bent)
All of these other rapper boys are corny
Leave ‘em in the past like a nigga was horny (Damn)
My dude is a bitch so I call they ass corny (They gay)
[?] like dude, she [?]
Uh, I still got scope
I got the poison to make a bitch choke
She got the blade and she got the knife
Runnin’ a night that will slit niggas’ throat
You can not play wit’ us
Leave yo ass dead in a second (Get ‘em)
You can not play wit’ us
Send a bitch nigga to heaven (Like goodbye)

[Hook: Yesify]
Marco Polo, Marco Polo, Marco Polo, aye
Marco Polo, Marco Polo, Marco Polo, aye
Marco Polo, do not need no bitch, I’m stayin’ solo
Yeah she got a man, but she comment on my YOLO, aye
[Verse 3: Yesify]
Stay in yo lane, I’m stuck up in traffic
My ex call me up, and that pussy a magnet
She is attractive
Don’t hit my line even when I am active
We in a movie, you bitches be actin’
Lately your rhymes have been slackin’
My boy [?] gon’ murk yo ass
And he is not laughin’ (He is not laughin’)
This is how we really go
These rappers are soft
They only pull out their guns in the video
(Pull out their guns in the video)

[Interlude: Tpthatyrant]
Lost boy for life
Aye

[Verse 4: Tpthatyrant]
Mental got me goin’ insane
But it’s just the vamp in me
Tellin’ me to be feast on the pain
But it is drastically
Niggas talkin’ on my name
So, they died so tragically
So tempers ghost in pain
I just had an epiphany
Two lines off the hip with ‘caine
Off this bitch named Tiffany
She tellin’ me that these niggas lame
So when tellin’ her to proceed
Flops in well, without a flame
That shit don’t occur to me
Got mo’ fire than a flame
Might look to eternity
At your family house, took him runnin’ out
Then he stopped, paralyzed by the beam of the infrared dot
Asked him where his daddy was
He said his daddy’s in the shop
Tapped him on the head
Gave his son a black lollipop
20 minutes later, you seen a teardrop
Daddy ain’t comin’ runnin’ out
To see the black coupe drivin’ out
Take your heart away at all cost
Well, fuck them with they loss
Servin’ coach with purple balls as we ride through the South
So you better watch your mouth
When you’re talkin’ ‘bout the loss
All my witches come through and we cut your tongue out
Aye