Lyrics All of the Above [BBRC] - Notes to Self

All of the Above [BBRC]

Fresh 59Fifty with the hat brim flat
Keep the sticker on the fitted till the hat brim crack, boy
The V-Neck sweater with the H&M skinny jeans
You can hear the bass for like eight to ten city streets
African’s trailer trash, Arkansol raise 'em bad
Barkin' dogs, pimpin' in the parking lot, Raiders hats
Wild style, fade to black, Ralph Lauren babysat
808s, tryna bring the '80s back
Twenty second hand shakes, band-aids up on your check
Rollin' your pant legs up to your knee
You got lil kids imitating big time rappers
Tinfoil grills from the Kit Kat wrappers
Bags full of Krylon, bags full of work
Your initials on your hat, on your chain, on your merch
Old school with NES game on a shirt
Girl backstage blowin' like the game doesn’t work
Rap music, come on, so fresh
«Big brolic, rope, chains and Tashini suits
E.K.'s, Gazelli frames, British Knights and troops»
Sick '69 Chevy with the windows cracked
Keep it pimpin' so it’s tinted with the windows black
Roc-A-Fella battle axe, acapella battle rap
All white leather on an aqua velva Cadillac
Record shoppin' and record shoppin'
Patiently waitin' for the day that your label say that your record is droppin'
Wearin' Khakis and Duncs, tryna rap when you’re drunk
Selling CDs out the back of ya trunk
Samurai Champloo, brand new Nikes on ya feet
Getting tattooed right to your sleeve
Buying kicks and hats, tryna mix and match
Making tough decisions with a fifth a Jack
Swishes, full of sticky green, sippin' with your pinky ring
Writing rhymes on your phone, listenin' to Lykke Li
Late night catching up on One Tree Hill
Having boys with the first name young Big Lil
It’s rap music, come on
«Big brolic, rope, chains and Tashini suits
E.K.'s, Gazelli frames, British Knights and troops»
Size twelve new Bucks with the midsole black
Keep the keychain on it, Timbos till the midsole crack, dude
The Jumpman tee with the box of
Hand on your nuts 'cause you wanna be in videos
College kid, Hollygrove, politic,
Scarface, Facemob, scarves made of herringbone
8 Mile, aerosol, fake car stereo
B.D.P., B.O.B., «Welcome to the Terrordome»
tapes where your Samsung sits on your waist
Lil Penny talkin' shit at the break
Parked red Impala with the sunroof stored
Dark Redskin bomber that they jump you for
Funk Flex, Crazy Legs, Nardwuar, Sway & Tech
Flippin' through The Source mag, Carhartt, Avirex
Worn ass buttons on that NPC
Means nothin' to a sucker coppin' MP3's
Rap music
«Big brolic, rope, chains and—big brolic—brolic
«Big brolic, rope, chains and Tashini suits»