CLXXXVII

[Intro]
Swoop (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!), aha
Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! You already know
Ayo-yo-yo, yo

[Verse]
I need more tenements with black marble (Woo!)
Rata-tat-tat, better rag your white hand and rat on you (You hear me?)
Son
Y'all unstable, we stayin' sturdy
Ride my way, we lucky to see 30, jump off the porch early (Brrt! Brrt! Brrt!)
Cannot afford a birdie, can't even afford an attorney (Fuck!)
Dime bitch suck me like Kirby (Ay!)
AK clip with the curve on it (Brrt! Brrt!)
Y'all ain't dead to y'all selfs, want my first solid (Fuck outta here!)
Hundred-dollar CDs, I know you heard about it, an absurd amount money I'm countin', weed I burn the loudest (Trunk!)
Ain't nobody ever gon' play me, I won't allow it (Nah!)
All my bitches got good credit and low mileage (Swoo!)
Real low, TEC with the airholes, there ya go (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!)
Y'all talk a lot but ain't prepared though (Nah)
I be in the field just like a scarecrow (I'm out here!)
So if we cross paths better be careful, son (You hear me!)
Tapped in, kick the door to your trap in, for taxin' (What you doin'?)
The MAC-10 in the black Benz (Brrt! Brrt!)
Ten toes, I don't chase, I get chose (Ay!)
Fuck the finest from yellow to red bones (Swoo!)
I don't need friends, I need Benz (Dough)
No matter where we eatin' off each gram (We eatin' over here!)
Pistol whippin' with it if the Heat chant (Blow! Blow! Blow!)
One-eighty-seven see it on Seaspan, son (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!)