Blake Griffin

[Hook: Moosh]
To everybody in the back what up, what up
And all my people in the front, what up, what up
And everybody tryin’ to stunt but they trippin’
I come through, cock it back, feel like Blake Griffin
I think I’m Blake Griffin, I think I’m Blake Griffin
I come through, cock it back, feel like Blake Griffin
I think I’m Blake Griffin
I turn the track around and I’m never backing down
You can call me Blake Griffin

[Verse 1: Moosh]
I do it for the kids, cause they need rappers
All they got is me, Twizzy, and some weak rappers
Grew up hella quick livin’ in this part of town
When I first met her, imagine what a star I found
I’m a be her pick her up, whenever my shawty down
Black jeans, yellow tee, feelin’ like I’m Charlie Brown
In it to the end, don’t question who I’m reppin’
Party with the fam, OCD is in my section
On that stairway to heaven, it truly has been a blessing
I’m the one that she hit up, So I’ll be there by eleven
That’s a few, add us together when I bring that bass sound
Call me House Party Moosh, the modern day playground
And I’m never hard to find, I’m in the bat cave
Me and my close friends, we be chillin’ back stage
I remember the summer working the back yard
We just a couple of teens working the staff off
Blake!

[Hook: Moosh]
To everybody in the back what up, what up
And all my people in the front, what up, what up
And everybody tryin’ to stunt but they trippin’
I come through, cock it back, feel like Blake Griffin
I think I’m Blake Griffin, I think I’m Blake Griffin
I come through, cock it back, feel like Blake Griffin
I think I’m Blake Griffin
I turn the track around and I’m never backing down
You can call me Blake Griffin

[Verse 2: Twist]
I’ll tell you how we livin’ it, I wake up every Monday
Take a plane Friday then coming home Sunday
So my girl's down then she’s up like a bungee
But now she working like she’s walking on a runway
Now tell me how it feels to be down with the ride like we takin SEPTA
I’m working overtime just so I be making extra
Hope you know the name, never be anonymous
I’m underwater, went into attack, hippopotamus
Nobody could body us, homie get your bodies up
And who’s next? I really hope its probably us
And everyday is new, its getting better though
Shout out to the people telling me we could never blow
Damn, it feel good cause we killing the game
We be chillin’ with them, while you chillin’ with lames
Whole scheme looking pittiful
So unpremitable
Damn you are not an individual
Listen up!

[Hook: Moosh]
To everybody in the back what up, what up
And all my people in the front, what up, what up
And everybody tryin’ to stunt but they trippin’
I come through, cock it back, feel like Blake Griffin
I think I’m Blake Griffin, I think I’m Blake Griffin
I come through, cock it back, feel like Blake Griffin
I think I’m Blake Griffin
I turn the track around and I’m never backing down
You can call me Blake Griffin