All I Do (feat. BLAINE X)

When's your next song coming out with Blaine Man it's been a minute since he and i've talked Let me hit him up What's up Blaine What's the word Been to long for real What's the word You tryna hop on another one Yeah for sure Aight bet let's go Aye I got first verse though Fasho first verse I gotchu We'll split it down the middle Aight bet Blaine X is in the building, chillin' like a villain Countin' all these racks that I stack up to the ceilin' That feel-good type of feelin', times a million trillion Someone call the doctor, I'm sufferin' from wellness They call me Little Einstein, cause they know that I am brilliant Someone get the time right, my rollie just stopped tickin' Me versus you is like an alien versus a pilgrim Get killed in my field, so I just stopped havin' feelings You don't want smoke like an ashtray Audio good is on my bad days I don't go on handles like Jordan I'm grabbin' your balls like a castrate Can't stop thinkin' about my past days Can't stop thinkin' about my past ways All my members are in a fast lane I think it's time for a lane change Ah, yo, yo, yo, it's DSA Yo, I gotta admit that I agree with Blaine It's time for the fast lane, forget about the last name Most of y'all boys are just so lame Finna a freestyle, make it worth your while You can't see the vision, I'm goin' the miles Talkin' bout racks, but I got a few piles I am the Fraser and Blaine is the Niles Yo, it's what it is I got the strap and Blaine got the clips He got the bars, I got the rizz We droppin' bombs like it's the Blitz Ay, five, five, six, seven, eight I know I'm the one you love to hate But don't forget I'll save the day When I'm Superman, with my super plans Keep a crate, I got fans like Stan Keep a chin like Johnny Dang Johnny Dang with the aim That's like Von Gonna give it back to Blaine Take it away, Blaine, for real See, I'm tryin' to get Blaine But I think he ran away And I think he's really shy So he has to hop a train I think he's goin' solo Cause he's lookin' for a change But blockin' out people Don't make you more of a man Nah, for real, bro What you tryin' to prove I don't understand What he gotta lose Been there for you You gotta choose Let's keep it G We know the truth Tell me what I'm supposed to talk about When I don't know what to say Gone through so many rhymes I'm just tryin' to get my pay Where is it Lost in the wind Where is it Brodie, where you been Thanks for watching