Booyaka Shot

[Intro]

Booyaka shot

Cosmo (Give it to me)

Yeah (Give it to me)

[Verse 1]

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 hеr that nigga next to Jay-Z is you

'Cause I don't care who in thе 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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 2]

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'

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 3]

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, nigga)

My mic sounds nice, don't it?

That's how it sounds when a seasoned nigga 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

[Chorus]

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