Artist: Isaiah Rashad
Album:  The Sun's Tirade
Song:   Park
Typed by: Cedmaster3K
 
{*Isaiah Rashad ad-libs for 10 seconds*}
 
[Isaiah Rashad]
Momma I knew I was 'bout it
Way before venue was crowded
Way before Kevin pulled up with that reverend, I told him to level
Go fuck on the feelings, don't nut on her face
Trust me I feel like the man
Trust me I feel like the Wop, rock
You can depend on the stock, watch
Bitch I got ten in the pot, drop
All of my limits could die
All of y'all niggas, all of my limits could die
Look at you timid as fuck and you holdin' me up
And I'm tryin' to be Nicki Minaj
Rich as a bitch in the drop
Rich as a bitch, rich as my bitch on the side
Hoe I got more than you know, hoe I got
... Look, watch
Spill out your soul in the closet, don't question your passion
We flipped that reefer, we couldn't be ashin'
They got me so high that I look like I'm passive
Bitch, don't you know who you askin'?
Bitch have you tutored the pastor? I know the root and the master
I know the coupe was a casket
I had that bitch lookin' like all the shit that I'm writin'
That shit was so good that I passed it
Bust that shit straight out the plastic
Bitch I ain't good, bitch I'm crafty, I want to piss on a rapper
I just got hookers and pampers
Niggas line up when I practice
I'm not a savage, I don't do shit just to do it
This goin' precise as we planned it
I'm just a bandit, plus I'm as sharp as a tack
or a guillotine right at your family
Keep it so candid, knock ya like she said some candy
You +Down+ for this shit? Are you Brandy?
Find a mechanic, tell 'em I pay 'em in fabric
$3500 in traffic
 
[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
Nigga I'm savvy, I look more Cuban than Maverick
The metal, the tube of the handle
Nigga I'm savvy, wait, hey
Wait, look
Nigga I'm savvy, I look more Cuban than Maverick
The metal, the tube of the handle
Nigga I'm savvy, I look more Cuban than Maverick
The metal, the tube of the handle
Nigga I'm swaggin', bitch I might shoot at your Camry
Bitch I might shoot at your camera
Nigga what's happenin'? Niggas won't piss on your grave
Bitch I might piss on your family
Nigga what's happenin'? Bitch I might shoot at your camera
Bitch I might shoot at your
Nigga what's happenin'? I look more Cuban than Maverick
The metal, the tube of the handle
Nigga I'm savvy
 
[Outro: Isaiah Rashad]
Back-back, to the back-back
To the frozen, and the BB's
Way before ya, way before ya
Thought I told ya, it's a lot on the line
These hoes, wanna ride on the line
These hoes, ain't no Bible of mine
Back-back, to the back-back
To the frozens and the BB's
If sixteen ain't enough, yeah
I could swing it twenty-five, I could tell ya how to go
I could tell you where to ride
I could tell you where the
{*fading out*} But if sixteen ain't enough, yeah
I could swing it twenty-five, I could tell ya how to go
I could tell you where to ride