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 nigga
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]