Blowfly Jay Rock & Ab-Soul

[Intro: Jay Rock]
Look, look

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
In a two tone Winnebago smokin' Fuego
And I'm shootin' that shit with the mole heads, what's the play though?
Them young niggas done spotted the wrong tattoos
Left him inside the whip with a substance like Ragu
It's up then it's stuck, it ain't movin' like a statue
Welcome to L.A., better get at us 'fore we get at you
Now watch your back, niggas'll drive through like fast food
Cash rules, they prone to go nuts like cashews
They ask you, "Where you from?
Where yo' mama? Where yo' son?
Where yo' wallet? Where yo' gun?
What's the problem? This the slums, nigga"
Uh, Watts, nigga
I dim the lightbulb over yo' top, don't play dumb, nigga

[Chorus: Ab-Soul]
I got a blunt, I need a Bic, I got a opp, I need the blick
She got some ass, she gets the stick, I got a bag, I'm gettin' rich
Yeah, yeah
I got a blunt, I need a Bic, I got a opp, I need the blick
She got some ass, she gets the stick, I got a bag, I'm gettin' rich
Yeah, yeah