Mmeli & Onzlow, Jack Monster - Weird Flex But Okay Lyrics

Yeah
The world is yours
The galaxy’s mine
I‘m what happens when talent
And solar planets combine
Took what’s written in stars
And then I wrote it in lines
Made a list of competition didn’t even hit five
Safe to say I’m in your top five’s top two
Top place is not you
Who does what I do
With lyrics as vital
Y'all posing as idols
Your shit is recycled
Better off playing on vinyl
I know I’m heavily underrated
And now I’m the undertaker
Tired of doing favours
Promoters should better pay up
Waiting for something greater
Like front cover of Fader
Michael Scott with the paper
Day dreaming bout acres
On acres on acres on acres on acres
Solo mission
I never needed help from the maker
Still praise Allah
Cause my failures only added the flavour
That and the basics
A little of patience
Give me time I’ll be flexing on haters
Okay I’m lying man we don't got no haters
We’re Mmeli and Onzlow dawg
Everyone loves us
Don’t you get no funny ideas
I’m just trynna rise above my peers
I’m just trynna do it better than they ever did it
I do not forgive
I do not take no prisoners
I’m home alone
Calling girls on my cellular phone
Tell em we can braii and chill
Six to six
We can plaak and sip yeah
Tell em we can plaak and sip
I smoke on gas cause the boy got drive
I count money like every night
Trynna live life like the boy bout to die
I’m not really bout to die
I’m about to
Get the cheese the cheddar
I am a king and I will live forever
Where’s my throne hand me my Berretta
Where’s my throne hand me my Beretta
I get closure knowing I’m beautiful
That I can get who I want
I get closure
Closure
I’m happy knowing I’m pretty
And I can have any girl that I want yeah
I’ve just been laughing at niggas
That’s toasting to shit that I’ve already done ay
I never focus on life and it’s problems
I deal with that shit as it comes
Pinocchio nose when I said come in peace
When I land nigga you better run run run
Run, run, run
Fuck it I’ll pull out a gun

Yeah
The world is yours
The galaxy’s mine
I‘m what happens when talent
And solar planets combine
Took what’s written in stars
And then I wrote it in lines
Made a list of competition didn’t even hit five
Safe to say I’m in your top five’s top two
Top place is not you
Who does what I do
With lyrics as vital
Y'all posing as idols
Your shit is recycled
Better off playing on vinyl
I know I’m heavily underrated
And now I’m the undertaker
Tired of doing favours
Promoters should better pay up
Waiting for something greater
Like front cover of Fader
Michael Scott with the paper
Day dreaming bout acres
On acres on acres on acres on acres
Solo mission
I never needed help from the maker
Still praise Allah
Cause my failures only added the flavour
That and the basics
A little of patience
Give me time I’ll be flexing on haters
Okay I’m lying man we don't got no haters
We’re Mmeli and Onzlow dawg
Everyone loves us
Don’t you get no funny ideas
I’m just trynna rise above my peers
I’m just trynna do it better than they ever did it
I do not forgive
I do not take no prisoners
I’m home alone
Calling girls on my cellular phone
Tell em we can braii and chill
Six to six
We can plaak and sip yeah
Tell em we can plaak and sip
I smoke on gas cause the boy got drive
I count money like every night
Trynna live life like the boy bout to die
I’m not really bout to die
I’m about to
Get the cheese the cheddar
I am a king and I will live forever
Where’s my throne hand me my Berretta
Where’s my throne hand me my Beretta
I get closure knowing I’m beautiful
That I can get who I want
I get closure
Closure
I’m happy knowing I’m pretty
And I can have any girl that I want yeah
I’ve just been laughing at niggas
That’s toasting to shit that I’ve already done ay
I never focus on life and it’s problems
I deal with that shit as it comes
Pinocchio nose when I said come in peace
When I land nigga you better run run run
Run, run, run
Fuck it I’ll pull out a gun