Go

[Intro: DJ Green Lantern]
The boy I see, Southside Queens
Bad Boy, Grind Music
Sean C, LV, I see y'all let's get it

[Verse 1: Aasim]
Uh, uh, cashmere thoughts, Polo repertoire
Skully hat low, over my eyes, this dark ass Reservoir
Vodka breath, cranberry bladder, Yankee fitted
Half a clip clapper, ex-block hugger, vivid verse blaster
Champerty mask and glover, '90s Ac' pusher
Caesar rocker, mixtape, barber shopper
In the gutters where the potholes swallow, many models
I sit and clutch a bottle while my capo load the hollows
Follow no trends, catch me in a 550 Benz
The proper state of mind for a Queens nigga with dreams figure
Ten out of ten of these rappers is fiction
Words spoken out they mouth don't match they description
Your pedigrees got fleas, I'm pure bred, my rep is clean
Southside soldier, rebel lost, Aasim
The pretty pussy plucker, fuck a front, I'm strictly hunnids
So many niggas stuntin', out of gas, and quickly done and

[Chorus: Aasim]
They tell me I ain't shit, but I'm grindin' like (Go)
Breathin' heavy, but I'm still on the climb it's like (Go)
Through the dark, a little light gon' shine it's like (Go)
I've been patient now the world is mine I'm like (Go)
For niggas with they life on the line it's like (Go)
Through the dark, a little light gon' shine it's like (Go)
My niggas say, my bitches say
My niggas say, my bitches say

[Interlude: DJ Green Lantern]
Aasim D'Xplicit
He ain't snappin, he ain't trappin', you might have to think about this shit real quick, man
You might actually have to think about it, haha
The Evil Genius, Green Lantern
This is a motherfuckin' invasion, man
This real hip hop music

[Verse 2: Aasim]
Uh, denim imports, Red Monkeys, True Religions
Exclusive vision keeps me movin' through the groove with rhythm
My swag is different, bitches tell me I improve the pimpin'
Since time is precious, mama told me never lose a minute
In Puffy coops with chickens, careful how I choose my pigeons
I got a flock that keep my cock up in they tubes, I'm vicious
Blackberry talker, limited edition walker
Concrete stroker, duck the law, I'm outta order
I'm kinda foul, I'm not a flower child, I'm solid stone
With studded gold around my collarbone, I got it sewn
From pushin' product to the pro'lems that involve my own
I got revolvers for robbers who disrespect my home
In many jets I've flown, bitches backs I've often blown
When I get lost in songs, I'm thinkin' with a cautious dome
Never floss, I pay a big cost to be the boss
The baby Jesus of New York, yeah I bear the cross

[Chorus: Aasim]
They tell me I ain't shit, but I'm grindin' like (Go)
Breathin' heavy, but I'm still on the climb it's like (Go)
Through the dark, a little light gon' shine it's like (Go)
I've been patient now the world is mine I'm like (Go)
For niggas with they life on the line it's like (Go)
Through the dark, a little light gon' shine it's like (Go)
My niggas say, my bitches say
My niggas say, my bitches say

[Interlude: DJ Green Lantern]
Shout to Vito's in Harlem
My man, Puff, P. Diddy, Puff Daddy
All that shit, Billionaire P
Chuck Bone, Jason Wiley, Bad Boy, bitches
Grind Music, it's a fuckin' invasion

[Verse 3: Aasim]
Uh, uh, Planet Rock rapper, opposite of backpacker
Def Jammer, sex haver, with a Bentley swagger
Aviator jackets camouflage, I'm low and humble
I'm only cocky 'cause I know the struggle, so catch me
Baggin' up a couple bundles, bag the baddest bitches with the
Fattest bubbles, cash is to the masses, Aas's hands is trouble
Flagrant fouler, bank cooler than Frank Mueller
I'm scuba divin', flow is water like a lake in Cuba
Polluted thoughts a few reports had me accused as lost
But I was marinatin', now I'm back to rule the courts
You foolish thought the ruler of this wouldn't reach the public
My liquor's 1,000 proof, the smell's enough to crease your stomach
This Grind Music, bitches, Bad Boy, we rediscovered
So baby, free yourself if you wanna be with them suckers
Aasim, the Killer Mic Thriller, Nike copper
A couple drinks, a couple hoes, and watch my night be proper

[Chorus: Aasim]
They tell me I ain't shit, but I'm grindin' like (Go)
Breathin' heavy, but I'm still on the climb it's like (Go)
Through the dark, a little light gon' shine it's like (Go)
I've been patient now the world is mine I'm like (Go)
For niggas with they life on the line it's like (Go)
Through the dark, a little light gon' shine it's like (Go)
My niggas say, my bitches say
My niggas say, my bitches say

[Outro: DJ Green Lantern]
Rich Dollars, what it is, man?
My man, Headrock, Sean Prez
Jay Gatsby, Mariel Winans
This is Grind Music
This ain't reality TV!