[Joe Blow]
You never have to ask what would I do
Cuz' I'll knock a n***a down if you wanted me to
If you ever in some funk then I'm up in it too
I just do this rap shit cuz' I'm fuckin' with you
I was runnin' in the streets without nothin' to lose
Ever since you vouched for me I got somethin' to prove
Tryna let these n***as know that it wasn't a fluke
And that you wouldn't be fuckin' with me if I wasn't the truth
Shit I always had hoes, I was known for that
CL-55 AMG I drove in that
Then Jack said I wish my n***a Joe can rap
Montana said he dope, let em' on a track
Shooters came on, he said get on this
Couldn't believe it when I heard it cuz I knew it was a hit
Camera man Chris recorded me doin' my shit
When I came out you told me bruh I'm makin' you big

[Joe Blow]
It wasn't a n***a 'round who didn't know I pimped
I was always out of state with my bitch
N***as see the blow piece I paid 10 for this
N***as thinkin' like this lil n***as with the shit
It's crazy, that's the next song that we did
Heat makers on the beat me, Jack, and Diggs
Smokin' on Kush got me givin' away grapes now
Now I swear everybody turnin' grapes down
A lotta n***as 'round then that ain't now
A lotta n***as 'round now, who ain't gettin' down
Ever since we lost Pum man I can't smile
Finna take this shit over for The Bay now