Back in the Booth

Yea yea
Yeaaaa yea
Damn Cauution you made this hoe
Crazy
(You made this beat)
Back in the booth
Now I'm off of the road
Thought I was drake
How I'm packin Out shows
Niggas get killed
Fa knowin what I know
Countin up paper Until I must go
Back in the booth
Now I'm off of the road
Thought I was drake
How I'm packin Out shows
Niggas get killed
Fa knowin what I know
Countin up paper Until I must go

These niggas listen
Rap niggas different
Swear they be soundin like clones
Dick ridin Youngboy
They just wanna make it
But can't make a sound of they own
Went to the A
Just to meet wit a label
And Saw about 23 Thugs
Just cause of lil xan and lil pump
These white boys
Think it's ok to do all these drugs
Just cause they got lucky
And made it off the music
Don't mean it's ok to get stoned
Females be crazy
They Come to the stu
In just a t-shirt and a thong
Thinking they Destined for greatness
Cause they throwin pussy
Just to makin a song
(Baby)
What the fuck is you on

Back in the booth
Now I'm off of the road
Thought I was drake
How I'm packin Out shows
Niggas get killed
Fa knowin what I know
Countin up paper Until I must go
Back in the booth
Now I'm off of the road
Thought I was drake
How I'm packin Out shows
Niggas get killed
Fa knowin what I know
Countin up paper
Until I must go

Ion like niggas
I pull on triggers
Niggas like swishers
I fuck on they sister
Pussy like gushers
Watch buss down
Can't even
Check time
These niggas
12
Rats
Mice
Shout out to cinco
You know that I'm nice
Hop in the booth And go A wall
Fuck nigga play
Shoot His face off
I'm makin hits
Takeoff
Nigga too cold
Cool cup
Too many
Glocks
Shoot out
Play wit the gang
Pop out
Op in the flick
Get
Crop out
Aim at yo face
Man down
See I'm up
You a fan now
Hit a lick
Just ran down
Fuck a model
On cam now
T A E
I'm the man
Now
Im the man aye

Back in the booth
Now I'm off of the road
Thought I was drake
How I'm packin Out shows
Niggas get killed
Fa knowin what I know
Countin up paper Until I must go
Back in the booth
Now I'm off of the road
Thought I was drake
How I'm packin Out shows
Niggas get killed
Fa knowin what I know
Countin up paper Until I must go

Seen em get killed for a jump man
Jumpman
Run to the bank
No forest gump
No playin Games
No ping pong
Run to the block
No Ding Dong
Came in too hot
Imma need me a fan
Carry that drum
No I'm not in the band
Pack out the show
Imma need the back end
Turn it around
Finna beat her back in
Don't even rap
I just Hopped on the scene
Niggas be cappin
They really be green
Fuck wit a bitch
Dats gone fuck on the team
Freaky lil bit
Fucked that hoe and she creamed
This is Dior
Not rockin supreme
I get them blues
Fuck all the green
I got the blues
Nigga fuck all the green
I said fuck all the green

Back in the booth
Now I'm off of the road
Thought I was drake
How I'm packin Out shows
Niggas get killed
Fa knowin what I know
Countin up paper Until I must go
Back in the booth
Now I'm off of the road
Thought I was drake
How I'm packin Out shows
Niggas get killed
Fa knowin what I know
Countin up paper Until I must go o o

Just got back in the booth
Tae Daproducer
Tunning the E-way
Goin crazy
Cauution on the beat
You got all that
Ight you can cut it