BUHBUHBUH ft. LilOats & JJCOUS Lyrics

Yeah

Bitch I been gone, we scratching shit like bingo

I dont hide no more, you duckin shit like limbo

Northside what it is, im sending shots right to the tempo

Ay, red keys and i got it off the lot

Yeah, Pyrex, yeah we came off the pot

Let me know if you ready or not

My heart cold, so we keeping it

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Fuck yo buisness nigga

Sipping drank fuck up my kidney nigga

This a prank you gotta be kidding me nigga

Is you against or is you with me nigga

Shit, Northside know we winning nigga

And my checks just getting bigger bigger

Put a ring up on my trigger finger

Started this im all they father figures

High IQ shawty she giving me brain

I might as well go straight to college

Im getting tired of breaking my back

Cus these niggas dont know how to lock in

Yeah I givenchy and birkin my bag

Cus a nigga got too many profits

You might as well call me Twinuzis

the bentley inside made of mufuckin chocolate

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot

I step outside my shooters with me bet he aint missing

Lil bitch you broke, thats cold and flu though

Bitch you aint sippin

Dont touch that pop, it aint no soda

I mixed drank in it

My dawg he tried to kick the cup

But he just cant quit it

Dont trust that score, them niggas dying

They cant fuck with us

And if we see them niggas on his street

Up our guns and such

My last album fucked em up, but I wont drop deluxe

Got 40 god damn hunnid shots, you see them monkey nuts

A nigga reach for his piece

Bitch keep yo hands above your waist

And we dont shoot at niggas bodies

We tryna take your face

And yo big brother got that belt

You next, you gon get spanked

You niggas aint did shit in these streets

Lil bitch I earned my rank, yeah

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (yeah)

Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot (yeah)

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Hot, Hot, Hot, Hot

Yeah he not talking bout shit he lazy

Niggas be pussy as fuck, yuh

And im just cooling around with my gang

Because im just cooling and shit, yuh

Man im tryna fuck that bitch from the back

Cuz you know im not talkin her butt, yuh

Nigga not talking bout fucking shit

Cus these niggas not talking bout stuff, yuh

Nigga not talking bout shit, yuh

Tying my shoes in this bitch, yuh

Tying my shoes and the glock an eraser

We gon erase this bitch

We gon erase his ass then, cuz my niggas dont give no fuck

Im from Atlanta we pouring them fours,

We putting that shit in the trunk yuh

Im just from Canada, I got Canadian niggas

They up in the truck, yuh

If you wanna talk shit bout me

Me and my niggas we dont give a fuck

Call up Jordan and Lil Oats, yuh

Niggas know just that im ready

I got a glock on fire, im a shooter

Call me Ja Morant, im ready, yuh

Im lazy as fuck

Right now I dont even like rapping

Man I dont even like trapping

Smoking on gas cus this shit get me happy, yuh

Im one of the littest in the game

Yeah im going insane

Yuh, what, what, what, yuh