"YOU GOT IT" lyrics

(Marty and Wes are my favorite right now)

Haha yea, Why would I bring my girl around all these heathens
Only time I smile is when I'm cheesing
Labubu on the keychain
Floor seats at the heat game
I hate pretending I ain't blessed and that I don't deserve it
This ain't the prosperity gospel, you know I'm working
I'm off of 42nd getting a chop cheese
At the deli counter talking back and forth this therapy
He told this will pass soon, don't try to stop it
Never argue with a fool just tell em "you got it"

Ya you got it

Okay, these rapper down bad blaming my success on the illuminati
I hope your podcast don't work out, go and do pilates
Go spend some time with your kids, I know they need a father
Or are you so busy online, you just need a charger?
You hide your face, on the web like you Peter Parker
But if you pull up in real life you gonna need a doctor
Man you need to stop it (chill)
I never argue with a fool now a days I just tell ' em bro
"You got it"

Ya you got it

I feel like the meme of professor X with a headache
I need my pockets fat
Ya'll must be on that ozempic
Somebody call a medic
Marty back in town to even the score and ruin your credit
How you gonna make a worship album off the Henny?
The way you acting you deserve an Emmy
They want the old Marty please don't tempt me
Here comes the magic, the new Shaq and Penny
Talk to God all day like He the bestie
I'm in the mix like Nestlé, okay
My testimony like a Scorsese movie
The old me is dead... yea RIP to me
The OG's let me down they making all these weird moves
Guess you gotta dance now for the kids to hear you
Apollo records man we the future, y'all the rearview
Hollywood Hills Coming to a theatre near you (YOU!)