Po for President

[Intro: Fashawn] Hold up I think I need to lift this mic up a little Uh, church, oh yeah, [?] [Verse: Fashawn] Fash here; Kashmir, cut from a rich cloth You a pup, I'm a big dog, I'm just dusting my clip off I pull up, you should get lost, nigga, or get your wig tossed Hollow tips'll leave your rib cage criss-crossed Puffing my cigar, pull a nug out the big jar Paint a portrait like Renoir, I've been raw Top of the hill like Sen Dog, the kid's gone And leave the penicillin for their sick thoughts Can't sit calm, this a motion picture y'all, not a sitcom That's Top Ramen, homie, This Filet Mignon The dominant one, your timing is done When I vomit on top of the drum, your noggin get numb The Prophet, sincere since the saga begun Starting with nada, listening to Nautilus drum Gunning my Nautica, youngin', fuck what you though it was I should have called the pastor, instead I called the plug Respect, money and power what he represents Y'all expected him to never win, now it's Po for President, Po for President, Po for President, Chapo for President Uh, nothing's been the same ever since He started this campaign and y'all elected him, who? Po for President, Po for President, Po for President, Chapo for President [Outro: Sample] Joaquín "El Chapo" Guzman, the world's most ruthless druglord. Focusing on five wire-taps, the D.E.A., U.S. Immigration, and Mexican officials tracked Guzman down to this motel in Mazatlan, Mexico. It was a single wire-tap linking authorities directly to where Guzman was standing, room 401 "What is the key to your success?" "I basically say that the key to my success is striving for certain goals, you know, and reaching them without acknowledging them."