D.U.C.K (Ode to Fun)

[Intro] D.U.C.K., D.U.C.K., D.U.C.K., D.U.C.K., Hey, Hey [Verse 1] I’m a third tier level visionary Not primary, secondary, tertiary If you don’t understand pick up a dictionary Better yet muthafuck, go play Pictionary Why you niggas in these streets worrying about who buckin' I’m on campus where the girls got a system for fuckin' 1 point per body, 2 points for a black 3 points for an athlete, so where am I at 6 foot with dimples, two-time college grad Mixtape of the year, Duck is the ultimate smash So don’t come to my room, talking 'bout you a virgin Girl, you fuck me it’s a TD plus a 2 point conversion Black male in college, got there on my own merit Endangered species, black footed ferret Walk into the bank now, teller looking at me funny Yea that shit reads right, I ain’t got fuckin' no money If I move in with my folks, I can save a little faster How did this happen, man I got a fuckin' master’s Kanye tried to warn me and his ass was right Only thing these degrees do is keep me warm at night And Ya’ll think all we do is sell dope and pull triggers My generation castrated the word nigger Snapped off the E-R, fitted it back with an A It’s a New Era muthafucka, get out the way My confidence exudes from this mic to your ears And hopefully it inspires you to get up off your rears Clear your arrears, Overcome your fears And one day you too could be standing right here [Hook: Dorian] D.U.C.K., all my trap niggas D.U.C.K., all my college niggas D.U.C.K., all my corporate niggas D.U.C.K., Hey, Hey D.U.C.K., all my trap b’s D.U.C.K., all my college b’s D.U.C.K., all my corporate b’s D.U.C.K., Hey, Hey [Verse 2] I arrived when Apollonia turned 25 Light skinned big titties, that’s just my size Same day, 6 years later, got Skylar Diggs Guess you can say I born to dig in a bad bitch Steak dinner and a suite at the W, too? Damn girl, I ain’t even got my W-2 Want me to max out my card, just so I can watch you eat Stupid bitch, can you even spell Giuseppe? Fuck all my exes, that’s why they single ladies These Hollywood broads got me talking like a baby Gugu, Gaga, Katy, Rihanna Uh, Iggy Azalea can take her head down under When I’m done talking to Jourdan, I’ll break it down to Joan Smalls Get Rita alone in my aura, guarantee she out them draws Either one of Eddie’s daughters could get me in trouble Hit the Gonzalez twins together and call that a triple-double I ain’t got time to put you lames, up on game On my pursuit to fame, I’m staying focused mane While you bringing her pain, I’m a take your dame And I’m have her screaming my muthafuckin' name [Hook] [Verse 3] I played my Mama a record, she said I cuss too much Almost got like Em and said “Debbie, shut yo ass up” But she taught me how to read, before I could ever walk Taught me how to count, before I could ever talk Taught me how to ask, before I could ever whine There’s no doubt in my mind, that she’s the reason I can rhyme Rheumatoid Arithritis inflicted both of her eyes I be damned my Mom goes blind before she sees me shine To all ya’ll behind ya'll thumbs talking cash shit Reckless with your words like your name is Cassius D to the Yizoo, C to the Kizay From a distance Hova taught me ya’ll ain’t worth the time of Dizay Instagram Instigator, get the jewel out your belly Tweeting me about life, dog, you work at deli Putting your shoes on the net, so niggas a peep Your kicks of the day, been your kicks of 9 weeks Putting your rhymes on Vine, little buddy you whack Tinder ass couldn’t start a fire if you had a match Facebook Frontin’, Twitter Tough Guy Social Media Stuntin’, We know you a lie [Hook] [Outro]