Wale - Mike Tomlin (Black and Yellow Freestyle) lyrics

[Wale] Black and Yellow bottles at my table, I'm ballin' Black and yellow ladies at my section, I called ‘em Balck and yellow whip, black and yellow SS Black and yellow everything n***a, Mike Tomlin Look at my carnage, b**hes be astonished Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits This just ain't no song sh**, do this for my city Joe But to get my city on, had to let me city go Shout outs to my Philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low Called that b**h my quaterback, wild cat all that Give it to these broads,Imake 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 you an acapella kind fella Black and Yellow Yeah ain't that what the song say What you calla lifetime, I just call a long day [Wiz Khalifa] Ah ha, you know what it is… [Wale] It's no days off, you ain't doing sh** Shout outs to them Taylors and them Jets fool It feel like Woodstock in a n***a 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 dont be in wars, so I dont need a fort I just be in the cut, my n***a Neosporin Some n***as slept on me but I dont see the snoring Some n***as sayin' bullsh-t 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 n***a 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 n***a f** it Y'all little n***as like lil busses with lil budgets You lil n***as is silly you think my n***as budging I think you n***as funny, I leave you n***as bludgeoned Hold up…ok Black and yellow j-force Always wear a rubber so they never ever late for it Than we celebrate when they on it She can nip it in the bud and leave that b**hes face warm, yuughck! In my best Pusha imitation b**h 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 you're girl working out, I let my n***as train her You Tim Tebow a** n***as probably still gater I chump chump p**y if it smell good to me And I don't do nothing to her but she do it to me I'm trifling, damn right ignorant Mic magnificant, you're all simpletons Insecure as b**hes 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] [End]