Ashtin Larold Don't Funk Up Our Beats Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, Ashtin from the home of the Jersey Shore
I'm proving Jersey's more than just guidos and dirty whores
Refuse to be ignored, I'm knocking up on your door
You can slam it in my face, I'll just knock on a hundred more
The middle-class man is with questionable intentions
I'm running through suburbia wrecking your picket fences
If you haven't seen me yet, better get some prescription lenses Hold your questions 'til the end of the lesson, classes in session
I won't stop 'til I get the press' attention, but I guess a million views is a step in the right direction
I'm getting compared to Marshall but I don't see the resemblance
I'm running for rap's next legend, start the election
Gentlemen, start your engines, I'm better than all these peasants, my presence is presidential, I'm making these fellas jealous
Don't give a single fuck 'bout your Beamers, Bentleys and Benzes
It ain't about the money, it's about sending a message
[Hook]
Yeah, I guess I thought it couldn't happen, thousands of fucking people now recognize me for rapping
My talent's at its peak and you bet your asses it's snapping, but shit, I could get used to people calling me Ashtin
Yo, I said I thought it couldn't happen, thousands of fucking people now recognize me for rapping
My talent's at its peak and you bet your asses it's snapping, but shit, I could get used to people calling me Ashtin
