Blue Mountain Dew (Chopped & Screwed) / Wild Freestylin’, Pt. 1

[Part I: Blue Mountain Dew (Chopped & Screwed)]

[Intro: Grill Z]
I said I hit the guns, what I say?
(I said I hit the guns, no talk)
(Slow walk, you’d never disagree with me)
(Hit him wit' his crowbar)
(*drinking Old Tyme Blue Pop*)
(Ah)
Ah
Man, you already know I got that blue Mountain Dew strapped on me, let’s go

[Chorus: Grill Z]
(I- I-)
I said I hit the guns, low talk
Came in wit' a- bar
Blue Mountain Dew make a dog go “Bark, bark”
I hit the gas, I had that lean
And now we gotta park, park
I got French orange soup, come and find me in the coupe
Got French orange soup
We be chillin' in the crew, we be chillin' in the crew
Yeah, gang got that blue Mountain Dew
(Ah, I said that I’m)
(I- I-)
I said I hit-hit guns, low ta-talk
Came in wit' a bar-bar
Blue Mountain Dew make a-make a “Bark, bark”
I hit the gas, I hit the gas
And now we gotta park, park
I got French oran-orange soup, come and find me in the coupe
We really makin' news
Yeah, gang got that-got that-got that-got that
(I’m)
(Ah) Finna hit that (That, ooh-ooh) Mountain Dew
It’s blue, ya know?
(*mimicking eating*)

[Break: LP Giobbi]
Thi-thi- is
(seniM) senim si siht ,hoO
(seniM) senim si siht
(seniM) senim si siht
(This is mines)

[Verse: Grill Z]
Yeah
When I drop-drop, the block too hot-hot
Yeah, yeah
Stop playin' when you come around here, you’ll get your shoes took-took
-That?
That’s really (Yeah) understood-stood
Pay it back? payback, dude
*breathes near mic*

[Outro: LP Giobbi]
This is mines (Mines)
Ooh, this is mines (Mines)
This is mines (Mines)
Ooh, this is mi- (Mi-)
This is mines (Mines)
Ooh, this is mines (Mines)
This is mines (Mines)
Ooh, this is mines (Mines)

[Part II: Wild Freestylin', Pt. 1]

[Instrumental Intro]

[Chorus: Real & Ruthless]
Ride the beat, when ya rock the mic
Put your foot on the gas, and eat a red light
Ride the beat, when ya rock the mic
Put your foot on the gas, make a left, go right
Ride the beat, when ya rock the mic
Put your foot on the gas, and eat a red light
Ride the beat, when ya rock the mic
Put your foot on the gas, make a left-
(Let’s go!)

[Verse: Grill Z]
Motherfuckers be trippin'
What I know is when I hop on this beat, we gon' split it
Makin' toons in the bathroom ain’t accurate
Goin' dumby, goin' insane, stop with that lavish shit
Okay
This my vibe that makes me wanna punch you in the eye
What do you think about that, guy?
I don’t want to, but I’ll make you cry
[?]
Okay, okay
Makin' a movie with 8, 17 budget
But I’m runnin' up the numbers, like it really ain’t nothing
But it really is somethin', ayy
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 18
AS on production
What the fuck?
Am I now cussin'?
I don’t know
But gyatt, she’s Russian (What?)
And I’m rushin', and now I’m drinkin' Crush, yeah
(What?) Wait, hold up the beat
Is this a Chopped & Screwed song, or a Hip-Hop song?
I don’t really know, just sing-a-long
Bitch, I would still rap at 6:28 AM
So what the fuck you thought?
(Thought?)

[Outro: Grill Z]
Wait hold on, hold on
We gotta run that back, we gotta record the whole thing
*transition to “Wild Freestylin', Pt. 2”*