Blow for Blow Tee Grizzley (Ft. J. Cole)

[Intro: J. Cole]
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Uh

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Blow for blow, Cole flow just prestigious
Sweats and tees, no unnecessary accessories, the GOAT just from features
Proceed with throat-cut procedures
He look rich, but he broke, just egregious
Don't trust rappers, ho, trust in Jesus
Whole team approach Costa Rica
And coast on boats, gettin' throat from top models
They pop shit, my clique pop bottles
I sip orange juice in the VIP, watchin' the clock tick
Perform a couple of hits and then I dip
Six figures richer than when I entered
Cole world, Mr. I Got a Temper
I stay hot, doin' numbers like K-Pop
BTS in the flesh while they flop
And I laugh all the way to the Deutsche bank
Stay the fuck out my lane, avoid the paint
I'm really him, Bruce Jenner, boy just ain't
I'm boisterous, loud boos for crews from mad voices, it's like your team's makin' the choice to take
L after L, I got to laugh
Y'all look like James Todd Smith autograph
Maybe that's why your bitch dropped the math
Go against the squad and get chopped in half