Текст песни Boom Bap - DUG-G

Aha, Aha, Aha, Aha
Aha, Aha, Aha, Aha
Aha, Aha, Aha
Yeahhh

I put my heart into this shit
Headed to the top
Got that joint lit
I'm all about gettin' the loot, bitch
Gotta put my soul into this shit
Gotta make some good music
Fuck all that mumble shit
Poppin' champagne, ridin' in a foreign whip
Never gave a fuck about a bitch
And a dollar bill
Bumpin' that old school goodies
Just got stopped by the police
Tryna' search my car like a bitch
Askin' me hella stupid shit
Like why your car smells like weed
I'm like don't you got other shit to do pigs
Why you takin' the peace away from the streets
Why your dumb asses bein' racist
Killin' homies, gettin away with it
I ain't black but I feel the hatred
Still tryna' follow my faith, blunt lit
I'm still young
Keep rappin' till I'm dead in this bitch
I never go for close range
All you bitches look so strange
Stop askin' me for to change
Ain't got shit to rearrange
Everybody gotta choice to make
I chose to fuck bitches get money

Been waitin' for this moment for a while
Ain't got time to be tired
Trust me I can't be a liar
Fuck all that fame shit
Rappin' about fake shit
Boom bap straight through this bitch

Fuck bitches get money
That's the motto honey
Droppin' some spicy shit on a daily
As long as my shit is fire
Don't care if your watches icy
Gotta keep it one hundred homie
Sometimes I get lonely
Sometimes I let the kush take care of me
Everybody kept tellin' me
You ain't gonna make it big dummy
But imma keep gettin' trippy
Drinkin' some Bacardi
Love the feelin' of gettin wavy
Gonna rent a penthouse just to party
Don't you understand yet homie
I'm all about gettin' litty
Police keep sayin' that my attitude is shitty
All I gotta say is why don't you just shut the fuck up bitch
I understand why every young black kid wanna get rich
They all got stuck in the ghetto looking for the exit
To deal with this injustice
Got nothin' but my middle finger for the police
Da' fuck you want from me you piece of shits
I'm angry at the system
They keep lyin'
That's why I'm hotboxing in my whip

Been waitin' for this moment for a while
Ain't got time to be tired
Trust me I can't be a liar
Fuck all that fame shit
Rappin' about fake shit
Boom bap straight through this bitch
Been waitin' for this moment for a while
Ain't got time to be tired
Trust me I can't be a liar
Fuck all that fame shit
Rappin' about fake shit
Boom bap straight through this bitch

Government keep tellin us lies
I ain't buyin' all these crap
I ain't fallin' for this trap
Time to get the bag I've been chasin
Keep gonna rap
Till I have shows everywhere on the map
Water comin' straight out the tap
Got bitches on my lap
Hit the pussy, then she tapped
Keep livin' this fast lifestyle
I've just rolled another one
Baby you ain't the one who I fell in love
Married to the game, worried about none
Honey I'm long gone, livin' so fly
If you wanna chase me, you better run
Homie I'm ballin' like a number one
I'll smoke you tricks in one on one
Trust me bitch I'm the chosen one
Keep listenin, I'm not done yet
When I shoot the ball
Destination is always the net
Most likely gonna pop champagne in a jet
You don't believe in me, aight bet
I'm like a panther, you never gonna catch
Homie that's your girl, who I've just met
I can tell she is keep gettin' wet
Took her to my room for some sex
Ohhhh, that's just another secret to be kept
Time to move on, what's next