| Song | Mash Out |
| Artist | Oscar Blesson |
| Artist | The Kid Daytona |
| Album | Mash out |
| 作曲 : Austin Donawa/Karl Oskar L. Klazaï/John Sive | |
| 作词 : Austin Donawa/Karl Oskar L. Klazaï/John Sive | |
| [Hook] The Kid Daytona | |
| Mash out, mash out, | |
| Went in the bank and I cashed out, | |
| Hopped in the foreign and gassed out, | |
| Colombian b***h with the ass, (hey) | |
| Mash out, mash out, | |
| They wanna be me I’m their dad now, | |
| Diamonds be freezin’ like mascots, | |
| Like I got them ki’s in the stash house, | |
| Mash out, mash out, | |
| I’m at the peak of the paramount, | |
| I went to sleep in a glasshouse, | |
| Said the world will be mine and it mapped out, | |
| Just for no reason, I spazz out, | |
| Hit the girl of your dreams from the back now, | |
| No disbelief it’s a fact now | |
| Verse 1: The Kid Daytona | |
| Ay, ay, | |
| I made some money today, | |
| It just keep comin’ my way, | |
| I don’t know what else to say, | |
| I know some niggas got paid, | |
| Some of them feel at the waist, | |
| Some in the grave, | |
| Some of them up in the cage, | |
| I just look up and I pray, | |
| Ay, ay | |
| Diamonds is movin’, zoom in | |
| Ay, ay, | |
| I’m lookin foolie, truly | |
| Ay, ay, | |
| I made a movie, movie, (movie) | |
| You lookin sick like the cooties, | |
| I’m gettin rich you can sue me nigga, | |
| Verse 2: Oscar Blesson | |
| I got dope d**k for you, make you lean, | |
| You a nasty b***h, come and eat this beef, (eat a frank, hoe) | |
| Give you the letter D, | |
| Ride me like Limousine, | |
| I got the footage, POV (b***h!) | |
| I be snipin’ my kids on your Maybelline, | |
| I be with 2 b*****s like Kappa | |
| Tu le ne sait pas, tu ne sait pas | |
| Mon negro il tire, il ne ratte pas | |
| Eyes low, Hong Kong | |
| I **** with lil shawty she headstrong, | |
| In the back of the benz with the tints on, | |
| I be countin’ money, this my theme song, | |
| Nigga, mash out, mash out, |
| zuò qǔ : Austin Donawa Karl Oskar L. Klaza John Sive | |
| zuò cí : Austin Donawa Karl Oskar L. Klaza John Sive | |
| Hook The Kid Daytona | |
| Mash out, mash out, | |
| Went in the bank and I cashed out, | |
| Hopped in the foreign and gassed out, | |
| Colombian b h with the ass, hey | |
| Mash out, mash out, | |
| They wanna be me I' m their dad now, | |
| Diamonds be freezin' like mascots, | |
| Like I got them ki' s in the stash house, | |
| Mash out, mash out, | |
| I' m at the peak of the paramount, | |
| I went to sleep in a glasshouse, | |
| Said the world will be mine and it mapped out, | |
| Just for no reason, I spazz out, | |
| Hit the girl of your dreams from the back now, | |
| No disbelief it' s a fact now | |
| Verse 1: The Kid Daytona | |
| Ay, ay, | |
| I made some money today, | |
| It just keep comin' my way, | |
| I don' t know what else to say, | |
| I know some niggas got paid, | |
| Some of them feel at the waist, | |
| Some in the grave, | |
| Some of them up in the cage, | |
| I just look up and I pray, | |
| Ay, ay | |
| Diamonds is movin', zoom in | |
| Ay, ay, | |
| I' m lookin foolie, truly | |
| Ay, ay, | |
| I made a movie, movie, movie | |
| You lookin sick like the cooties, | |
| I' m gettin rich you can sue me nigga, | |
| Verse 2: Oscar Blesson | |
| I got dope d k for you, make you lean, | |
| You a nasty b h, come and eat this beef, eat a frank, hoe | |
| Give you the letter D, | |
| Ride me like Limousine, | |
| I got the footage, POV b h! | |
| I be snipin' my kids on your Maybelline, | |
| I be with 2 b s like Kappa | |
| Tu le ne sait pas, tu ne sait pas | |
| Mon negro il tire, il ne ratte pas | |
| Eyes low, Hong Kong | |
| I with lil shawty she headstrong, | |
| In the back of the benz with the tints on, | |
| I be countin' money, this my theme song, | |
| Nigga, mash out, mash out, |