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Bookoo Bucks - Nasty C/Lil Gotit/Lil Keed

Lyrics by：Nasty C/Jacob Canady/Semaja Render/Raqhid Render

Composed by：Nasty C/Jacob Canady/Semaja Render/Raqhid Render

ATL Jacob ATL Jacob

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Foreign coupe rush

Do too much

Shop too much

I'm too up I'm feelin' a rush

Haters on hush

Wrists so slush

I'm too up with two

I'm too up give two

Up the pump what's up

Windows up geeked

Shoot my shot I'm hot just like

I'm Kobe I'm hot hot

Steady talking like they know me

Ooh woah woah

Never did a thing that they told me

Ooh woah woah

Oh wee oh wee

Taking back to my old days yeah

This paper no foreplay yeah

I can't be caught out by no low stakes

When my name in their mouth like it's Colgate yeah

I've been running this up with no brakes

Get in my way and it's road rage yeah

Poles give that pole face yeah

Ghost give that ghost face yeah

Touch down ATL

Long flight straight out that jungle jungle

I walked outta customs and got to it

I don't play about that hustle

You've got a bag but this ain't bag

Yeah this is a duffle

She got a but she ain't that bad

She need to be humble humble humble yeah

Bookoo bucks foreign coupe rush

Do too much shop too much

I'm too up I'm feelin' a rush

Haters on hush yeah wrists so slush

I'm too up with two

I'm too up give two

Up the pump high what's up

Windows up high geeked as

Shoot my shot

I'm hot just like I'm Kobe

I'm hot hot

Steady talking like they know me

Ooh woah woah

Never did a thing that they told me

Ooh woah woah

Oh wee oh wee

I'm in a big body Dior my sock body

Shooters gon' ride 'bout me

Tell me what's your location

Mask up no cases

Penthouse no babies

Gucci down yeah I'm crazy

Keep sticks got Glocks with a laser

Yeah go hard for my people

I keep a weapon it's lethal

I'm runnin' up bands like a cheetah

Cut off your thumb we don't beef

Through no message

223 hit him it came out his belly

Flooded my mouth with looking edgy

Smoke out the pack then we sip on the extra

Bet the Maybach drive itself like a Tesla

Steppin' on

Footprint be leather

Go cop a demon I call it the devil

I keep some green on me talking 'bout like relish

Bookoo bucks foreign coupe rush

Do too much shop too much

I'm too up I'm feelin' a rush

Haters on hush wrists so slush

I'm too up with two

I'm too up give two

Up the pump high what's up

Windows up high geeked high

Shoot my shot I'm hot just like I'm Kobe

Ooh woah woah

Steady talking like they know me

Ooh woah woah

Never did a thing that they told me

Ooh woah woah

Oh wee oh wee

Rock to a two-four ain't talkin' Kobe

Two-four

Talkin' out I don't even know him

Talkin' fake tell a to show me

Let's go spinnin' on the block man lookin' like

Black and white diamonds Andy Griffith

I ain't

Told her put her little bitty mouth on my tool

Say hey hey

Went and put that Cartier watch on my wrist

Man be nasty we slime in a Bentley

Wishin' to genies my top off the 'Ghini

I came from the bottom she came in bikinis

We blow the top off the opp in a minute

Ya'll songs ain't having no meanings

Do that lil' slime chop it up like zucchini

Oh woah chop chop chop chop

Bookoo bucks foreign coupe rush

Do too much hop too much

I'm too up I'm feelin' a rush

Haters on hush wrists so slush

I'm too up with two high

I'm too up give two high

Up the pump high what's up

Windows up high geeked as

Shoot my shot I'm hot just like I'm Kobe

Ooh woah woah

Steady talking like they know me

Ooh woah woah

Never did a thing that they told me

Ooh woah woah

Oh wee oh wee