Mike Tomlin (Black and Yellow Freestyle)

[Verse 1: Wale]

Black and Yellow bottles at my table, I'm ballin'

Black and yellow ladies at my section, I called 'em

Black and yellow whip, black and yellow SS

Black and yellow everything nigga, Mike Tomlin

Look at my garments, bitches be astonished

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city Joe

But to get my city on, had to let my city go

Shout outs to my Philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Called that bitch my quarterback, wild cat, all that

Give it to these broads, I make 'em soar back and all that

You don't sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Me, I never call 'em back, she said that y'all go together

She just let me beat, and youse an acapella kinda fella

Black and Yellow

Yeah, ain't that what the song say

What you call a lifetime, I just call a long day

[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa]

Ah ha, you know what it is…

[Verse 2: Wale]

It's no days off, you ain't doing shit

Shout outs to them Taylors and them Jets fool

It feel like Woodstock in a nigga dressing room

Looking at my opposition like bust and move

From where they take them old beats and turn 'em into news

You can end this verse premature

But I got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

Louis V don't see the store, going in there and leave it gone

Flyer than the rest of 'em, I hold the beat to reinforce

I don't be in wars, so I don't need a fort

I just be in the cut, my nigga, Neosporin

Some niggas slept on me but I don't see the snoring

Some niggas sayin' bullshit but they don't be important

They don't want, my attention, I'm cool, cousin

A lil' liquor, a lil rose for my lil young'n

A nigga suffer, ain't eating nothing they still bluffin'

While I go hard and spit retarded like them little busses

I'm still buzzin', chick is something like nigga fuck it

Y'all little niggas with lil' busses with lil' budgets

You lil' niggas is silly, you think my niggas budging

I think you niggas funny, I leave you niggas bludgeoned

Hold up…ok

Black and yellow j-force

Always wear a rubber so they never ever late for it

Then we celebrate when they on it

She can nip it in the bud and leave that bitches face warm, yuughck!

In my best Pusha imitation

Bitch, I've been ballin' all alone, like the gym is vacant

And I'ma need some more Patron, I don't want no chaser

I'm throwing hundreds at KOD, a little paper

And your girl working out, I let my niggas train her

You Tim Tebow ass niggas probably still gater

I chump chump pussy if it smell good to me

And I don't do nothing for her but she do it to me

I'm trifling, downright ignorant

Mic magnificent, you're all simpletons

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Baby, I ain't liping, I just tend to keep my city there

On my back, boy, holla back, boy

Half a mill "Rap-Touring," Jarrett Jack boy

Black and yellow, black and yellow, black and yellow

(repeated)

[Outro]

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