Boom bap
Rap, rap, rappity-rap-rap
Rappity-rap, pfff, boom bap-bap-bap-bap
They said they—
Camper, they said they want me to rap
They want real rap from a bitch like they out-rappin’ a bitch
Yeah, she can clap a lil’ bit, do that, they ain’t sayin’ shit
That ass a magnet, I get it, you know, attractive and shit
I just can’t sing a lil’ bit? I mean, that shit was a hit
You know exactly what it is, the choir gon’ sing what it is
Top one hundred, what it is? Numero uno, what it is?
Favorite song, what it is? Turn me on, what it is?
Even the moms know what it is, but y’all niggas can’t see what it is
What—? What the—? Well, what the fuck is it? What it is, what it—
What the fuck is it? Boom bap cap, boom bap rap
Boom bap cap, boom bap brrr—pfff!
Get Top on the phone
Tell a little rap nigga get Top on the phone
Tell ’em it’s all rap, nigga
Say it’s real, and it’s rap
And it boom, and it bap
And it bounce, and it clap
And this house, and this strap
It’s everything
(I’m not breathing!)
And just bap, boom rap
Boom bap-bap-bap
Boom bap in the hat
Boom-brrap-bap-bap, uh
Just [?], I shot that
[?]
I gave my soul to this, eight [?] for this shit
When on the road for this, played home bowl for this
[?] goals with this shit, might call J. Cole for this shit
I’m with the bull and the shits, I’m goin’ home with this shit, God
Get Top on the phone
Get him on the phone
Get Top on the phone
Get Top on the phone
Get Top on the phone
Get Top on the phone
Get Top on the phone
Get Top on the phone
