[Intro: Blu]
Uh uh-uh uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yo

[Verse 1: Blu & Exile]
Beat still letterman jack patch (Tags)
Yeah, ill flavored tabs in the backpack (Tags)
Dream sequence old one, scratch that
For them brown J3’s drop, I had that
Yeah, tags all over the two-tints and Melrose
Versus on the soul of my shell toes, wallows
What you know rubbin' elbows?
’09, glad to see them doors to Hell closed
Close call, Basquiats, 'bout smashed city hall
We even ran out of them malls
What you know about (Tags?) Sharpest all over them final sleeves
Drunk chicks signing they tits flip (Tags)
Putting mustaches on the models in the maga'
Fat ass Jerm got her fast just on the Jag
And you know for the clouds, we got (Tags)
Snap bomb wires off Heaven for (Tags)
But we ain’t just talkin bout graffiti
’94 plates, insurance needed (Tags)

[Interlude: Exile]
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Uh, tags
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[Verse 2: Blu & Exile]
Yeah, beat still under the bridge shit (Tags)
Shoppin with a dip on some chick shit (Tags)
Still got the New Era steel on the cap
Plus the phat cap just to bust a fat ass (Tag)
Black white bubble of the rap jazz (Tags)
You know rhyme of the Ratpack (Tags)
Crossin out fags who don’t hold no bag
Flow sick with the graph, make em throw up (Tags)
Quiet line dime, Montana Max (Tags)
Fairfax sendin' out our facts (Tags)
We ain’t just talkin bout graffiti
’94 plates, insurance needed (Tags)

[Verse 3: Exile]
Killers of giants, the kings of (Tags)
LTS, MSK's got (Tags)
Every time he go off air, he’s got (Tags)
Shivers every moment, pace that (Tags)
The mere woman got some big ass (Tags)
Thanks to that Basquiat ho (Tags)
You know what I'm sayin, we so cold (Tags)
Saber in the L.A. River go