Lyrics Bong In The Booth 2 - RUCCI

Bong In The Booth 2

I had a dream that I died off of lean
Heard my momma’s voice
She was like «boy put down the drink»
Now let that sink in, I’ve been living everyday like it’s the weekend
I knew one day up in this gang that I’d be deep in, soon as I put my fuckin
feet in
You know it’s crunch time, everytime I bust lines
Rain, snow, or sunshine, we eating like it’s lunchtime
All I know it’s bust down bust down, pick six touchdown
Call it what you want, you just mad cus we up now
Mackk & Company, I promise you I’m living comfortably
Niggas can’t fuck with me, ain’t made it yet I’m living luxury
You know what’s up with me, I’ll die for my name
I am not just anybody, I ride with that thang
Just called Tuck he on the road, he just hit for 40
He finna bring me back 8, so I’m feeling like Kobe
The world is mine, sniff a line with a semi, I’m Tony
Masked up like McFoley, finna snatch me a rolley
Three bands for a show, now I move different
Your nigga acting like a hoe, you need some new niggas
I’m never known to chase a bop, I don’t choose bitches
Back to back black trucks, got my crew with me
And my bitch ride Givenchy, I just do the Dickies
She was broke when she met me, now she got a business
Imma stretch the money out, like it’s Total Fitness
Aye no cappin, Big Dawg been in this bitch for a minute
I know you niggas hear me, feel me or not man I’m still trippin and I’m drippin
The lawyer fumbled with my Uncle’s life, he got a sentence
Ain’t never backing down, quick to telling that I did it
Bossed up, Paid In Full like I’m Rico
Like the mob, big Glocks in the peekhole
I can’t stop, this my mothafuckin time
Can’t let a nigga take my spot, I gotta mothafuckin shine
Lost in the booth, sauce in the booth
Got my bong in the booth, all I talk is the truth
I got my bong in the booth, I call this bong in the booth
They call me RuccDawg Baby, can no mothafucka phase me
That’s on Norf
I call this bong in the booth