Booyaka Shot

Booyaka shot

Cosmo (Give it to me)

Yeah (Give it to me)

Yo, I walk in high, my eyes all red

Like I went around with wine Manuel Marques

These chicken heads with me be on meds

And I'm hungover too, I woke up with a bald head

My mama said "Redman, boy, you a smoke addict"

I replied "Mama, better than a dope addict"

Rap, I'm dope at it

The first mile, like Rabbit, you gonna choke at it, the way I vocab it (Go on)

Split an L though, grab a bitch too

Drive around a gang area like shit's cool

Brag about your million views on YouTube

And tell her that **** next to Jay-Z is you

'Cause I don't care who in the gym tryna swell up

I go postal out of a UPS mail truck

Ring the bell, I'm like both of the derails

And my boy Nas can tell that I'm back like the esco

Ayo, b-b-b-booyaka shot

My whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (Get 'em)

And when I'm in a jam, I booyaka shot

'Cause boy with the pen, I go booyaka shot

Ayo, b-b-b-b-booyaka shot (Yeah)

My whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (Let's go)

And when I'm in a jam, I booyaka shot

'Cause boy with the pen, I go booyaka shot

Yo, I roll the blunt with crush, theez, and cocaine

With acid, PCP, hash and propane

Now I'm a live wire tryna revive the Don

To do a last episode of Soul Train

I got LeBron James game, L.A.X

With a pen I'm untouchable, Eliot Ness

How heavy it gets? Well, if I go broke

I put on the mask without the Jim Carrey effects (Yeah)

That's why I walk like there's a lot of hair on my chest

And rappers give me room, like a Marriott guest

Then I bully the bullies around the playground

Helpin' the kids bring the suicide rate down (Let's go)

I talk with the best, hang with the less (That's right)

They all get the same address: fuck ya feelings! (Fuck you)

If you judgin' me by a music, color or race

You might find the banana clip very appealin'

Ayo, b-b-b-booyaka shot

My whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (Get 'em)

And when I'm in a jam, I booyaka shot

'Cause boy with the pen, I go booyaka shot

Ayo, b-b-b-b-booyaka shot (Yeah)

My whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (Let's go)

And when I'm in a jam, I booyaka shot

'Cause boy with the pen, I go booyaka shot

Yo, Red back on the BS (On the BS)

It's feeling like the 70's in the BX

I'm Kool Herc of this era, and it gets better

I'm like the W, I do it whenever, whenever (Yeah)

I'm in the G ride bumpin' Dogg Pound

Weed louder than white kids having meltdowns

I told my psychiatrist I need help now

I go cold red for all the cases of the Mike Browns (That's right, ****)

My mic sounds nice, don't it?

That's how it sounds when a seasoned **** throwin' salt and pepper on it (Uh)

And let a rude fan try to have a heckle moment

He better be insured walkin' with that gecko on him

I'm devilish with a Holy Grail feel

Listenin' to me, you get a Holyfield ear

40. Cal in my homie wheelchair

So we don't need no prints when my homie Bell Air

They say I'm a little old to be doing rap

I said, that crap y'all doing? I ain't doing that

When the fans misguided, I rely on they medulla oblongata

Then I crack they piñata

Fuck boys never win, only G's up

I married the rap game without a prenup

I told a girl to get some edibles

She said, what's edibles?

I said, eat a bowl of these nuts

Ayo, b-b-b-booyaka shot

My whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (Get 'em)

And when I'm in a jam, I booyaka shot

'Cause boy with the pen, I go booyaka shot

Ayo, b-b-b-b-booyaka shot (Yeah)

My whole neighborhood like, booyaka shot (Let's go)

And when I'm in a jam, I booyaka shot

'Cause boy with the pen, I go booyaka shot