Da Boonies (Boondocks) Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

B-B-B-B-B

It's B Jet

If you know me, I aint stressing no bitch

Young nigga stacking his chips

Daily indulge in some broccoli

Name me somebody who stopping me

I promise you we not the same

Hold my high, even out in the rain

Wasting yo time with all of that hating, when you can be making some money, just saying

Niggas be shocked, I'm never surprised

Put in the hours, I put in the time

April 28, 1-9-9-5

God introduced one the realest alive

They couldn't hear, but they hearing me now

They couldn't feel, but they feeling me now

didn't believe, they believing me now

I needed that shit, made me who I am now

Tryna tell these niggas,

Ion know I'm tryna tell these niggas

Flow so sharp, I impale these niggas

These niggas can't rap, why compare these niggas

Been feeling like Freddy I'll kill these niggas

Orange, potato, I'll peel these niggas

Feel like Tremaine, I'll grill these niggas

I fear God, dont fear these niggas

Talk to me

Keep it authentic, no time for facade

Shit on these hoes like I'm Nicki Minaj

Make each day better, I'm feel like nard

Columbus short, yeah I'll stomp in yo yard

Gotta stay patient, don't fumble yo cards

Keep playing yo role, fall in love with yo part

Knew this was for me, I knew from the start

Fully erect, boy I'm harder than hard

On God, On God

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Remember when I rode the bench and didn't start

Remember asking God to guide me when its dark

Remember MomMom said its all inside your heart

Remember shotgun in my face, was at the park

Remember I aint budge a bit I swear to God

Remember promising myself I'll leave a mark

Up on the game, here I come, ready or not

Mousain, patek too

I'll have it fore I'm 32

Shidd I'm finna ball on bitch

Shidd talking like stojachovic

Shidd talking Nikola Jokić

Shidd talking about Kobe and Shaq

Shidd talking lebron and durant

Shidd shoutout to Future Freebands

B Jet, JetDreams

Yeah you know wassup with Me

I come from the bottom man my come up wasn't luxury

If I say I love you and I got you then you stuck with me

And anybody fuck with you, I swear to God its up with Me

P.O.P I hold it down for family and all my rounds

Catch me in the south

Gold all in our mouth

I'm the spark that makes your idea bright

The same spark in the north star used to guide and light your way

Okay

Nigga I'ma animal

Eat rappers, I'ma cannibal

They say that im funny so sometimes they call me Hannibal

Punch dick in yo bitch

She eat my shit

She call it danimals

If she eat my shit some more I'll fly her international

My focus is capital, aka that money

I'm running to that money

In rain, sleet, snow, or sunny

This is what I do, nigga this shit in my blood

Been waiting way too long I had to get it out the mud

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It's B Jet

Gone