Blue Slide Park

(album: Blue Slide Park - 2011)

Blue Slide Park
(It's Blue Slide Park, man)
Uh (It's fucking Blue Slide Park)

Hey, I got these Ray-Ban shades
Kinda look like something 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 blowing thousands on it
No clue what I'm calling my album
Fans be at my van screaming, calling me Malcolm
Never knew the outcome be this much cash now
Bank account looking like a George Jung stash house
Young and acting out, the topics that I rap about
Be varying from politics to bitches pulling asses out
That's exactly how I do this as a rapper
I'm nutting in her mouth, you tongue kissing her after
Daughters' moms kinda want me neutered
But they also want the kid to cum right on they cooter
Have the music sounding better than guitar tuners
Plus I'm doing shows daily, call me Jon Stewart
So who you know that's iller than Mac Miller and company?
It's like I planted money seeds right underneath the fucking 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

Ayo, I breeze past haters in the E-Class quickly
In deep, did a hundred songs and that's this week
Shit keeps going on and on
We just tryna go bananas like it's Donkey Kong
Yeah, on my grind, always need to work
So I be eating good, you be eating dirt
If you talking shit, you gon' see me smirk
While the DJ be scratching 'til the needles burst
A couple screws probably loose in my head
Holler at my girl, tell her bring that doobie to bed
I'm a regular guy with an irregular life
Except I'm a Lamborghini if it's racing a bike
Who knew that I can turn-turn sound into something so cool?
Fresh kids, see me, I'm busting the moves
Coming in soon to a theater near you
Creep in your kitchen, start eating your food
Girls tryna fuck, I don't be in the mood
No time for pussy when money in the room
Ooh, I switch flows, switch rhythm
Sick spitting, unlimited ammunition, hey

Blue Slide Park