Oygbia

Uh, motherfuckers, I’m back
Been a long time since I came up with a track
Picking up another fucking hit from the rack
Next track’s gonna end up on my Mac
Demarco, wear my clothes like polo
Been on my shit you can say that I’m Solo
Han, Glover in that movie
Wear a bracelet then I flex it like a rollie
I’ll only take the «L» if it starts with an «E»
If it’s not then I know that it’s not for me
I’m the Matt to the G, not the best I can see
But for my quality, I’m the best I can be (Fuck)
I’mma Progress Daily
Honey Maple Syrup on my ukulele (Ayyy)
But I fucking hate daisy
And I met steve lacy
Orange you glad because I’m back with a track
Orange you glad because I didn’t lose hope
Orange you glad because I’m boutta blow up
Orange you glad because I am
Bleach my hair cos' these bitches all about they bitchin' (Ay)
Play my shit cos' these players all about they playing (Yuh)
I’m a panther from Wakanda but I’m not a king (Not a king)
Found a queen for myself, gotta find the ring (Find the ring)
Wear a chain on my neck got that bling-bling (Bling, bling, bling)
Ideas in my head like the pong ping
Ideas going down like it’s sinking
Flower Boy got stung like a bee sting
You know I wish I had a fat cat (What?)
And you know I am the big Matt (Uh-huh)
Big Mac, I’m quarter pound and you chicken nugget (Ooo)
Put my shit on everything so my boys can run it (Yuh)
Climbing to the top, climbing to the summit (Uh, Ay)
Going for that number one spot you know I’m comin' (Comin')
Don’t wanna let go of all my friends I know
If you listening to this then you mean somethin'
Instrumental
So uh, if you’re listening to this still
Um, I just wanna say thank you
I’m gonna miss my friends, I’m gonna miss you
And until next time