Songtexte Beatbox (Freestyle) - Bou

Aye
Damn right
Bou
Yea uh

I ain't even gone lie I ain't listen to the original
My dawg sent the beat then he ask me what I'm finna do
I don't got no tiktok that not what I get into
I fill that blender up with rock then count up my residuals
Oh he the plug, trappin out his mama living room?
It's ok to rap just keep that cappin to a minimum
He ain't stay one hundred now I act like he invisible
I'm tired of watching rappers step in shoes that they don't fit into
Uh

G code that just what I'm sticking to
Niggas giving feet to hoes that won't give them a inch or two
I been gettin money what the fuck I look like dissin you
You got a problem call you to my office like the principal
Thuggin in my city I don't wanna to talk it out
I might put that shit on tell em bring that red carpet out
Ask me bout them numbers on my socials then I'm logging out
Pocket full of dead folk like I'm a walking haunted house
My junkie checked in rehab I'ma be there when she walking out
You won't get a answer if it's gossip that you calling bout
He ain't have that hatred in his heart until I brought it out
All I had to do was pull up stuntin with a large amount

I be in and out cause most the time I got a play to catch
I don't got no opps I'm in the suburbs tryna chase a check
Know alot of niggas posting money they ain't making yet
You know I inspire you but you don't wanna say it yet