Blowin' O's
I be blowin' O's off the bridge (Woo, woo)
Yeah, hold it in so long I might be sick
Got to the mic, I'm spittin' lit, yeah, feu on that stuff, then French Kiss
(French Kiss, yeah, woo!)
Call me Bloody Mary, I'm splittin' wigs (Splittin' them wigs man)
I been in love with a ghost since we were kids (Since we were kids, man)
I've known my whole clique since we were kids (Since we were kids, man)
I did it all off the dome, too many rhymes to fit (Too many 'dem rhymes just to fit)
Come through blowin' O's, I know you N's is before me
Alien of science, but you cannot abort me
Injustice, Lobo, get that torch up for me, uh
Kick back, Mortal Kombat, just like Bruce Lee, uh
Kick back swag, from yesterday to tomorrow, I got big pockets fat, just like a Tahoe
They sluggish and behind me, like they drinkin' White-claws, though
Flowin' on the beat and all I needed was a fine flow
No misspellin' read the fine, new stance, re-define
Thread the needle, walk the line, not yours, all mine
Kanye West, ye rhymes, Sim Life, weed high
Baddie thick, got her thigh, Grammy chasin' call me Ty
Create a nation, iron gods
Ex, ex, ecstacy, circle skies
Type a rhyme, key Akai
Pac Shakur, notes not idle
Lil Wayne, Thug, my idols
Big drip, champagne, T-Pain, pop some bottles
T-Pain, tune ideal, Lil Tunechi, I'm back to rhymin'
Can't speak the truth, so all they do is act, call it mimin'
Dab then rap, mountain climbin', drink the Act', I'm Dirty Spritin'
Lean and switch, fast as lightnin', like The Flash, without the fightin'
Lefty loose, you need some tightenin' my brakes is loose, my speed is heightenin'
All eyes on me, Tupac, cameras lightin'
Blowin' O's, I'm OP, speak to my bro, "Where's the lighter?"
Got the stacks, Benjamin, you know I'm steady kitin'
And I be blowin' O's off the bridge (Woo, woo)
Yeah, hold it in so long I might be sick
Got to the mic, I'm spittin' lit, yeah, feu on that stuff, then French Kiss
(French Kiss, yeah, woo!)
Call me Bloody Mary, I'm splittin' wigs (Splittin' them wigs man)
I been in love with a ghost since we were kids (Since we were kids, man)
I've known my whole clique since we were kids (Since we were kids, man)
I did it all off the dome, too many rhymes to fit (Too many 'dem rhymes just to fit)
Yeah, hold it in so long I might be sick
Got to the mic, I'm spittin' lit, yeah, feu on that stuff, then French Kiss
(French Kiss, yeah, woo!)
Call me Bloody Mary, I'm splittin' wigs (Splittin' them wigs man)
I been in love with a ghost since we were kids (Since we were kids, man)
I've known my whole clique since we were kids (Since we were kids, man)
I did it all off the dome, too many rhymes to fit (Too many 'dem rhymes just to fit)
Come through blowin' O's, I know you N's is before me
Alien of science, but you cannot abort me
Injustice, Lobo, get that torch up for me, uh
Kick back, Mortal Kombat, just like Bruce Lee, uh
Kick back swag, from yesterday to tomorrow, I got big pockets fat, just like a Tahoe
They sluggish and behind me, like they drinkin' White-claws, though
Flowin' on the beat and all I needed was a fine flow
No misspellin' read the fine, new stance, re-define
Thread the needle, walk the line, not yours, all mine
Kanye West, ye rhymes, Sim Life, weed high
Baddie thick, got her thigh, Grammy chasin' call me Ty
Create a nation, iron gods
Ex, ex, ecstacy, circle skies
Type a rhyme, key Akai
Pac Shakur, notes not idle
Lil Wayne, Thug, my idols
Big drip, champagne, T-Pain, pop some bottles
T-Pain, tune ideal, Lil Tunechi, I'm back to rhymin'
Can't speak the truth, so all they do is act, call it mimin'
Dab then rap, mountain climbin', drink the Act', I'm Dirty Spritin'
Lean and switch, fast as lightnin', like The Flash, without the fightin'
Lefty loose, you need some tightenin' my brakes is loose, my speed is heightenin'
All eyes on me, Tupac, cameras lightin'
Blowin' O's, I'm OP, speak to my bro, "Where's the lighter?"
Got the stacks, Benjamin, you know I'm steady kitin'
And I be blowin' O's off the bridge (Woo, woo)
Yeah, hold it in so long I might be sick
Got to the mic, I'm spittin' lit, yeah, feu on that stuff, then French Kiss
(French Kiss, yeah, woo!)
Call me Bloody Mary, I'm splittin' wigs (Splittin' them wigs man)
I been in love with a ghost since we were kids (Since we were kids, man)
I've known my whole clique since we were kids (Since we were kids, man)
I did it all off the dome, too many rhymes to fit (Too many 'dem rhymes just to fit)
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Writer(s): Blake Thomas Berryman
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