Lyrics Boom Bap - Ground Up

Boom Bap

Look, yeah!
This is boom bap, boom rap, prove that, cool cast
Too smooth, yelling, screw you to the new jack
Big splif, misfit, outcast, outlast, anything
You say you can catch me but I doubt that,
doubt that, doubt that!
Cuz you don’t want a part of me, man
I got some, now I’m working trying to get more
And loosings never a part of the plan
So I suggest that you be careful what you wish for
Shawty wana fuck, monotonous hypothesis
Eight bad bitches, I call the getting octopuss
Yeah, I’m diabolical, Maniacal
Shout out to the maniac,
I’m a damn brainiac, that is undeniable!
Haters wish the flow up
You fool ass reflux
Make a nigga throw up, grow up!
About to start to grow up, cold up!
We blow crap, you blow cock
I overcharge like Papa Lock
I’m B rabbit, you poppa doc
Told your bitch to come along
cause I’m fitting to party hop
To keep it cool
You fucking with some rough guys
That we keep it smooth
Tough guy, that’s a fair warning
Who you Tylers think you’re talking?
Backyard brawling, I just frontlaning
You see the band wagging
You could go and hop on it
My friends hot sauce it, and I put that on everything
Like the wedding ring.
Put your medal in!
This is boom bap, boom rap, prove that, cool cast
Too smooth, yelling, screw you to the new jack
Big splif, misfit, outcast, outlast, anything
You say you can catch me but I doubt that,
doubt that, doubt that!
Cuz you don’t want a part of me, man
I got some, Now I’m working trying to get more
And loosings never a part of the plan
So I suggest that you be careful what you wish for
Easy does it bitches never hard to keep it real
North Philly, but tonight is Margarita ville
I’m still ill on time, I’m the real deal
With dead Presidents, people say I killed Bill
Without a Monica, I’m often.
Cause I’ve been known to hit the spot hotter than Nevada does
From the bottom now name keep popping up
I was just a fan in the stands with binoculars.
Trying to get my hands on the phantom at the opera
Rolls Royce, no choice, now I’m never out of luck
When I was grind’n for them scraps and my stomach hurt
I never looked to Jesus Christ, I thought of Shuttles Worth
I thought of Ground Up, shout out my conglomerate
Shout out to my drug dealers, shout out to the college kids
Do your thing, most plans can’t last
Cause a man always wants what a man can’t have!
This is boom bap, boom rap, prove that, cool cast
Too smooth, yelling, screw you to the new jack
Big splif, misfit, outcast, outlast, anything
You say you can catch me but I doubt that,
doubt that, doubt that!
Cuz you don’t want a part of me, man
I got some, and I’m working trying to get more
And loosings never a part of the plan
So I suggest that you be careful what you wish for
Supernatural
Seventeen eleven
Top to bottom
Yeah
Been working too hard for too long man
Yeah, Uh
Supernatural, Supernatural, Supernatural, Supernatural
Supernatural, Supernatural, Supernatural, Supernatural
Frauds ain’t factual
Check out my functuay
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