Blue Slide Park

Blue Slide Park It's Blue Slide Park, man Uh It's fuckin' Blue Slide Park Hey, I got these Ray-Ban shades Kinda look like somethin' Lennon would rock It seems like now I got a couple bags whenever I shop Louis shoes, Polo socks, some name brand dumb shit Logo never make a man, but I'm still blowin' thousands on it No clue what I'm callin' my album Fans be at my van screamin', callin' me Malcolm Never knew the outcome be this much cash now Bank account lookin' like a George Jung stash house Young and actin' out, the topics that I rap about Be varying from politics to bitches pullin' asses out That's exactly how I do this as a rapper I'm nuttin' in her mouth you tongue kissin' her after Daughters' moms kinda want me neutered But they also want the kid to cum right on their cooter Have the music soundin' better then guitar tuners Plus I'm doing shows daily call me John Stewart So who you know that's iller than Mac Miller and company It's like I planted money seeds right underneath the fuckin' tree Now I got a hundred g's so none of y'all can fuck with me Yeah I said it publicly so run and tell your mother, motherfucker I said run and tell your mother, motherfucker Hold up Jerm let me spit the second Hey yo I breeze past haters in the E-class quickly In deep, did a hundred songs and that's this week Shit keeps goin' on and on We just tryna go bananas like it's Donkey Kong Yeah, on my grind, always need to work So I be eatin' good, you be eatin' dirt If you talkin' shit, you gonna see me smirk While the DJ be scratchin' 'til the needles burst A couple screws probably loose in my head Holla at my girl, tell her bring that doobie to bed I'm a regular guy within a regular life Except I'm a Lamborghini if it's racin' a bike Who knew that I can turn turn sound into somethin' so cool Fresh kid, see me, I'm bustin' the moves Coming in soon to a theatre near you Creep in your kitchen start eating your food Girls tryna fuck, I don't be in the mood No time for p***y when money in the room Oh, I switch flows, switch rhythm Sick spittin', unlimited ammunition, hey Blue Slide Park