Blow the Whistle (Mixed) lyrics

[Verse]
I go on and on
Can't understand how I last so long
I must have super powers
Rap two hundred twenty-five thousand hours
Get a calculator, do the math
Made a thousand songs that made you move your ass
And for the last three hundred months
I made sixteen albums with me on the front
And they bump, where you get your beats?
I heard ninety-three rappers say b*tch like me
Two singers and ten comedians
And I'm still gon' yell it every town you see me in
What's my favorite word?
(b*tch) Why they gotta say it like $hort?
(b*tch) You know they can't play on my court
Can't hang with the big dogs, stay on the porch

[Chorus]
Blow the whistle
Blow the whistle
Blow the whistle
Blow the whistle

[Outro: Chris Brown, YG & Kid Ink]
Mustard on the beat
Baby, let me put your panties to the side (Uh)
I'ma make you feel alright (Right)
'Cause I'ma give you what you need, yeah