Boutta Blow

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]

I ain't sold no bags in a minute

I can't speak for none of the bros, what they do, that ain't my business

This a Hellcat when I'm ridin', not no Hemi (Skrrt, skrrt)

Image all authentic, I ain't had to pull no gimmicks

Multi-millionaire, I'm still rockin' Dickies

Just got off the phone with P, he told me I ain't got no limit

I'm a superstar, I still be in the trenches

I can't rock with none of you busters, man, I swear to God, I'm different, ayy

Thousand pair of white Air Force 1's, I signed with Finish Line

I'm just waitin' on your favorite cappin' rapper to finish lyin'

They already know what's up, don't play with him, give me mine

Tried to tell 'em that I was the one, I gave 'em plenty signs

Forgiato rider, I got them on every whip

Now I'm handlin' business with Doritos, I need my chip

I know if you stay down, you'll go far, go hard, don't trip

Look at me, I'm shinin' like a light from my neck to my wrist, woah

[Chorus: Lil Baby & AK The Menace]

I just brought awards back to the hood so we can toast up

I can't even say how much I'm getting for a show

I be tryin' to dodge the blogs, I'm tryin' to keep it on the low

In the studio, I'm going hard, I swear I'm 'bout to blow

I just brought awards back to the hood so we can toast up

I can't even say how much I'm getting for a show

I be tryin' to dodge the blogs, I'm tryin' to keep it on the low

In the studio, I'm going hard, I swear I'm 'bout to blow

[Verse 2: AK The Menace]

Yeah, boutta blow, I deliver hits like it’s Domino’s

Four pockets full in designer clothes, I got that kick back when I go

You know my wrist wet how it glow

Marble floors take your shoes off, Forgiato when I cruise off

That ain’t the only thing in my crib with some mileage and a body kit

I body rappers make a punching bag

I uppercut into upperclass, If you try to cut I got upper mags

I’m over everything but God, I came from the dirt and you just sod

I take off a slice like a buzzsaw, I make it look easy like magic

Tada, II give her lockjaw, RIP my brother Jah Jah

I’m tryna get it for my partner, I’m a YRK like my bro Shawn

I cut off frauds, I don’t cut lawns, I keep a piece; commission

Never question my position

I’m a MVP, I’m a CEO, jit, I’m boutta Blow (Bwah)

[Chorus: Lil Baby & AK The Menace]

I just brought awards back to the hood so we can toast up

I can't even say how much I'm getting for a show

I be tryin' to dodge the blogs, I'm tryin' to keep it on the low

In the studio, I'm going hard, I swear I'm 'bout to blow

I just brought awards back to the hood so we can toast up

I can't even say how much I'm getting for a show

I be tryin' to dodge the blogs, I'm tryin' to keep it on the low

In the studio, I'm going hard, I swear I'm 'bout to blow