Sparring Match / Boomin' (Bonus Track)

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Bookie Lovers

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This shit like a sparring match, hit you with that 1-2
Imma run it up $100,000 with my old crew
Niggas asking 'bout my old bitch, that shit old news
Let me get a deal with Nike, I just need my own shoes

Ha-ha
Nigga, I started before the beat on that muh-
Aye
Come on

I can never get too comfortable around some broke shit
Niggas think they real when they on some fake woke shit
Better run it up, I just sip expensive potions
Touch a couple 'mil, who gon' end up being the closest
Thinking it's a game, nigga
This ain't GTA, nigga
Swear I'm in a different mode when I'm just 'round my Bay niggas
I don't ever got room up in my heart to ever hate a nigga
Leb, why the f*ck you always moving, I'm impatient, nigga
What that nigga Nip say? Better go and pace it, nigga
This a marathon, and I'm just up on all these races, nigga
I was down in Arizona, it was really racist niggas
Me and all my brothers laying bricks, pavin' ways for niggas
Let me scope it out, imma go and get mo' power first
Hit 'em with finesse, imma show you niggas how to work
It ain't really shit to rap and I don't ever write a verse
This shit off the top, and that shit crazy 'cause yo writing worse
New guapo, we should take a trip to Tahoe
Niggas switching lanes, have you dodging all the potholes
Baby let's just roll a 3.5 in a Fonto
I be really coolin' while these niggas fake macho
And it's $100 on this plate
This expensive taste buds, me and baby on a date
I love yo fucking mind cause you really 'bout yo pape
I love that you ain't blind and you can see what's in yo face
I put the money first, but you can fit up in that lane
The more I kick it with you I get richer everyday
Hall-of-Fame status, know I'm really on that pace
And I better have a crib by 2024 in May (I'm thinkin' Daygo, nigga)
And I'm meaning what I say
Intentional with how I move, I can never stray away
I'm just thanking God 'cause I'm feeling great today
I don't pay no mind, I just brush the hate away
If Fiji wanna do a deal, I can push some water
Trapper of the year with legal pape, I got the power
U of A, Bear Down, that's my alma mater
And I f*ck with all my niggas, imma say it a lil louder

Aye
Certified
(Aye, Good lookin' Ashton)
Schlont
Certi-
Aye

Watch where you step, this expensive-ass material
Moncler on me you would think I'm in Ontario
Nigga, you should kill me if you catch me with a basic hoe
I put shit on, you don't got the shit I'm lacing up
I be really tapped in from The Bay to Mexico
Bring them racks in with my brothers like a festival
Nigga talkin' shit, we gon' leave 'em like a vegetable
Bad bitch with me, got me turnin' all the pressure up
Punk rock bitch, staying clear, might just set you up
Foot up on the gas, nigga, I ain't never lettin' up
Road runnin', up and down 5 I'm in sixth gear
Roll with a bitch who gon' help me with a lick
Why the f*ck you talkin' crazy, I'm just really on my shit
1,100 horsepower I might go and get a kit
Bookie Lover from The Bay, I just got a pure heart
All I do is press a button 'cause my car a push-start
If I gotta make a play, I don't gotta look far
Niggas broke, pocket watchin', they be tryna look hard
Bitches broke, I can see it in they face, it ain't cute
Stay down, all you niggas talkin' shit, you look stupid
Locked in, imma hustle hard, 'til the sun come up
Niggas bitch made, why you actin' like a soccer mom
Choosy is yo bitch, she can't wait for me to tongue her down
I think I need mo' product cause my trap really jumpin' now

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