BOP! ft. Mighty Lyrics

Yeah

On my flexing shit

On my best shit

Better than my next shit

Shit you don't know man I don't know

It can go anyway you want it to yaheard

Yeah yeah NOLA

Bitch I'm booted up

Tell me who gon fool with us

They looking like some lunch meat

They all look like food to us

I got the K's like Ku Klux

Bag off in my shoe tucked

Hand on my two nuts

You stupid as hell you ain't choose us

Got double R like railroads

On these tracks I don't let up

Focused getting my bread up

Gotta free my bredda and my cuz too

Y'all ain't making no movement

I'm up high like moonmen

Just touched down on the moon man

Yeah I'm a demon

Cock back let it blow I let it go for any reason

Used to hitting licks now we shopping out at Niemann's

Shoulda seen us

I was 14 with a nina

Still smarter than the seniors

Got street smarts ima see ya

Got sweet hearts in the rear

We charting in Korea

North and South

Different countries on my shit

And you just doubting

Rocket Records be the gang

Who gon' tell us settle down

Put time in to make a change

I ain't here to hang around

I got goals and plenty ambitions

cant be stuck around just wishing

I'm just tryna stack my businesses

I'm in this shit gon' win this shit

Bitch I'm booted up

Tell me who gon fool with us

They looking like some lunch meat

They all look like food to us

I got the K's like Ku Klux

Bag off in my shoe tucked

Hand on my two nuts

You stupid as hell you ain't choose us

Ain't it about damn time to give some credit where it's due

You must be out y'all mind

To think you ever really do it

Like we do it

Cuz we do it so much better

If you think inside the box

Then you ain't stopping Rocket records

I think we gon' make a hit today

They thank us for another

I feel like we work fa chick Fila

It's really our pleasure

Momma really made a legend

But the thing is she don't know it yet

But one thing that I know is give it time

And I get over it

I'm over it

I'm workin' now

Exercised my mind

And now shit workin' out

Ain't never been to sure

But always 1 thing I was certain bout

That's Mighty

And if we talking money

Then that's 1 thing that excite me

In my bag you know

I'm in this shit gon' win this shit

Bitch I'm booted up

Tell me who gon fool with us

They looking like some lunch meat

They all look like food to us

I got the K's like Ku Klux

Bag off in my shoe tucked

Hand on my two nuts

You stupid as hell you ain't choose us