Bookoo Bucks

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Bookoo bucks (Yeah), foreign coupe rush (Yeah)
Do too much (Yeah), shop too much (Yeah)
Im too up, Im feelin a rush
Haters on hush (Yeah), wrists so slush
Im too up, with two sluts (High)
Im too up, give two f*cks (High)
Up the pump, b*tch , whats up? (High)
Windows up , geeked as f*ck (High)
Shoot my shot, Im hot just like Im Kobe (Im hot, hot)
N*ggas steady talking like they know me (Ooh woah, woah)
Never did a damn thing that they told me (Ooh woah, woah)
Oh wee, oh wee
Taking sh*t back to my old days, yeah
F*ckin this paper, no foreplay, yeah
I cant be caught out by no low stakes
When my name in their mouth like its Colgate, yeah
Ive been running this sh*t up with no brakes
N*gga, get in my way and its road rage, yeah
Poles give that n*gga pole face, yeah
Ghost give that n*gga ghost face, yeah
Touch down ATL , long flight straight out that jungle (Jungle)
I walked outta customs and got to it, I dont play about that hustle
Youve got a bag, but this aint bag, yeah, this is a duffle
She got a ass, but she aint that bad
She need to be humble (Humble, humble, yeah)
Bookoo bucks (Yeah), foreign coupe rush (Yeah)
Do too much (Yeah), shop too much (Yeah)
Im too up, Im feelin a rush
Haters on hush (Yeah), wrists so slush
Im too up, with two sluts (High)
Im too up, give two f*cks (High)
Up the pump, b*tch, whats up? (High)
Windows up , geeked as f*ck (High)
Shoot my shot, Im hot just like Im Kobe (Im hot, hot)
N*ggas steady talking like they know me (Ooh woah, woah)
Never did a damn thing that they told me (Ooh woah, woah)
Oh wee, oh wee
Im in a big body, Dior my sock body (Big body)
Shooters gon ride bout me ( Brrt, brrt)
Tell me whats your location (Brrt)
Mask up, no cases (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Penthouse, no babies
Gucci down, yeah, Im crazy
Keep sticks, got Glocks with a laser (Keep sticks)
Yeah, go hard for my people
I keep a weapon, its lethal
Im runnin up bands like a cheetah (The bands)
Cut off your thumb, we dont beef through no message
.223 hit him, it came out his belly (Doo-doo, doo-doo)
Flooded my mouth with [?], looking edgy
Smoke out the pack, then we sip on the extra
Bet the Maybach drive itself like a Tesla (Skrr, skrr)
Steppin on sh*t, yeah, my footprint be leather (Steppin on sh*t)
Go cop a demon, I call it the devil (Go cop a demon)
I keep some green on me, talking bout like relish
Bookoo bucks (Yeah), foreign coupe rush (Yeah)
Do too much (Yeah), shop too much (Yeah)
Im too up, Im feelin a rush
Haters on hush (Yeah), wrists so slush
Im too up, with two sluts (High)
Im too up, give two f*cks (High)
Up the pump, b*tch, whats up? (High)
Windows up , geeked as f*ck (High)
Shoot my shot, Im hot just like Im Kobe (Im hot, hot)
N*ggas steady talking like they know me (Ooh woah, woah)
Never did a damn thing that they told me (Ooh woah, woah)
Oh wee, oh wee
Rock to a two-four, aint talkin Kobe (Two-four)
N*gga talkin out his neck, I dont even know him
N*gga talkin fake ass, tell a n*gga to show me (Lets go)
Spinnin on the block, man, lookin like [?]
Black and white diamonds, Andy Griffith, I aint [?]
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 (Came from the bottom, yeah )
We blow the top off the opp in a minute (Baow)
Yall n*ggas songs aint having no meanings (No meanings)
Do that lil slime, chop it up like zucchini (Chop, chop , chop, chop, chop, chop)
Oh woah (Chop, chop, chop, chop)
Bookoo bucks (Yeah), foreign coupe rush (Yeah, yeah)
Do too much (Yeah), shop too much (We slatt, you digg?)
Im too up, Im feelin a rush (Yeah, yeah)
Haters on hush (Yeah), wrists so slush (Rainbow)
Im too up, with two sluts (High)
Im too up, give two f*cks (High)
Up the pump, b*tch, whats up? (High)
Windows up , geeked as f*ck ( High)
Shoot my shot, Im hot just like Im Kobe (Im hot, hot)
N*ggas steady talking like they know me (Ooh woah, woah)
Never did a damn thing that they told me (Ooh woah, woah)
Oh wee, oh wee