"Blow The Whistle" lyrics
Yeah
Statik
Chomp 2.5, haha
Just a lil something to hold y'all over
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, okay
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah, okay
Respect to the creator I'm the man tho
You know I got my family's well being in my hands bro
Luckily I ball, I stand tall like who, like Tyler
When I took a break they took it bad like who, like Skyler
And you know I'm gettin rich off of rap, that's the American way
Couple days in LA link with big wigs arrogant tae
Sharin' my plate I let some people have a bite
They weren't satisfied
They bit the hand that fed 'em, now I lost my fuckin' appetite
To help, welp, fuck it, cuz they did it to themselves
Fuck the fat lady, they just started singing it themselves
I'm in Atlanta at the house, that's when I'm at my best
Bitch, I know my purpose, so I don't believe in accidents
I didn't sit around, I went and got it, no excuses
And I went out on a limb cuz I knew that's where all the fruit is
Truth is I been rappin better than my peers
It's been goin' on for years
Man I'm givin' y'all my heart
All I ask for is your ears
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah
Ain't it funny
I've never seen somebody hate on me who had more money
I used to let it get to me, we fightin' out the country
That was back when I was smoking skinny white joints Mason Plumlee
Now I gotta let it bounce, bounce off me, Mac McLung
We gotta focus man
I gave my dawgs a bonus man
This game knows I'm a trailblazer like Arvydas Sabonis man
I don't follow crowds, that's how you get lost
Money's a green monsters and I do not like the Red Sox
I mean I've made it rain rain rain Dak Prescott
Accountant had a cow boy, he's right I shoulda been stopped
True, fuck the mold, I'm the new archetype
I probably made another thousand artists go and start tonight
And everything is documented, I got the come up on cameras
And I never had to sell my soul or move to Los Angeles
Never had to chase clout or do a bunch of weird shit
To get the whole fuckin' world to hear this, all I had to do was me
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah
Chomp 2.5
I do this shit in my sleep dawg
Statik Selektah
Classic shit only
Santiago on the way
Yeah
Statik
Chomp 2.5, haha
Just a lil something to hold y'all over
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, okay
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah, okay
Respect to the creator I'm the man tho
You know I got my family's well being in my hands bro
Luckily I ball, I stand tall like who, like Tyler
When I took a break they took it bad like who, like Skyler
And you know I'm gettin rich off of rap, that's the American way
Couple days in LA link with big wigs arrogant tae
Sharin' my plate I let some people have a bite
They weren't satisfied
They bit the hand that fed 'em, now I lost my fuckin' appetite
To help, welp, fuck it, cuz they did it to themselves
Fuck the fat lady, they just started singing it themselves
I'm in Atlanta at the house, that's when I'm at my best
Bitch, I know my purpose, so I don't believe in accidents
I didn't sit around, I went and got it, no excuses
And I went out on a limb cuz I knew that's where all the fruit is
Truth is I been rappin better than my peers
It's been goin' on for years
Man I'm givin' y'all my heart
All I ask for is your ears
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah
Ain't it funny
I've never seen somebody hate on me who had more money
I used to let it get to me, we fightin' out the country
That was back when I was smoking skinny white joints Mason Plumlee
Now I gotta let it bounce, bounce off me, Mac McLung
We gotta focus man
I gave my dawgs a bonus man
This game knows I'm a trailblazer like Arvydas Sabonis man
I don't follow crowds, that's how you get lost
Money's a green monsters and I do not like the Red Sox
I mean I've made it rain rain rain Dak Prescott
Accountant had a cow boy, he's right I shoulda been stopped
True, fuck the mold, I'm the new archetype
I probably made another thousand artists go and start tonight
And everything is documented, I got the come up on cameras
And I never had to sell my soul or move to Los Angeles
Never had to chase clout or do a bunch of weird shit
To get the whole fuckin' world to hear this, all I had to do was me
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer yea
Both my parents courtside took them separately
If we went together we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle I'm boutta drop a missile
This shit is just the warm up to the classic Imma give you in the summer
Yeah
Chomp 2.5
I do this shit in my sleep dawg
Statik Selektah
Classic shit only
Santiago on the way
Yeah
Writer(s): Patrick Baril, Phil Chang, Russell Vitale, Jacob Sclaver
