Luyện nghe bài hát Bookoo Bucks

(ATL Jacobs, ATL Jacobs)

Bookoo
Foreign coupe
Do too
too much
I'm too up
I'm a rush
on hush
Wrists so
I'm too up
two sluts
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot just I'm Kobe
steady talking like they know me
Never did a thing that they told me

Taking shit back to my old days,
Fuckin paper, no foreplay, yeah
I can't be caught out by no low
When my name in their mouth it's Colgate, yeah
I've been running this shit up no brakes
Nigga, get in my way and it's rage, yeah
Poles give that nigga pole face,
give that nigga ghost face, yeah
Touch down ATL, long flight straight out jungle
I walked outta customs and got to it, I play about that hustle
You've got a bag, but this ain't bag, yeah, is a duffel
She got a ass, but she ain't that bad, she be humble

Bookoo
Foreign coupe
Do too
too much
I'm too up
I'm feelin' a
Haters on
Wrists so
I'm too up
two sluts
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot just like I'm
steady talking like they know me
Never did a damn thing that told me

I'm in a big
my sock body
Shooters gon ride me
me what's your location
Mask up, no
Penthouse, no
down, yeah, I'm crazy
Keep sticks, got Glocks a laser
Yeah, go off for my
I keep a weapon, it's
I'm up bands like a cheetah
Cut off your thumb, we don't beef no message
.223 hit him and out his belly
Flooded my mouth with veneer, looking
Smoke out the pack, then we sip on the
Bet the Maybach drive like a Tesla
Steppin' on shit, yeah, my footprint be
Go cop a Demon, I call it the
I some green on me, talking 'bout like relish

Bookoo
Foreign coupe
Do too
too much
I'm too up
I'm feelin a
on hush
Wrists so
I'm too up
We're too
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot just like I'm
Niggas steady talking like know me
Never did a damn thing that they me

Rock to a 24, talkin Kobe
Nigga out his neck, I don't even know him
Nigga talkin' fake ass, a nigga to show me
Spinnin' on the block, man, like ooh
Black and white diamonds, Andy Griffiith, I ain't
Told her put her little bitty on my tool
Hey, hey, went and put that watch on my wrist
Man, be nasty, we in a Bentley
Wishin' to genies, my top off the
I came from the bottom, she came in
We the top off the op in a minute
Ya'll niggas' ain't having no meanings
Do that lil slide, chop it up like
Oh oh (Chop, chop, chop)

Bookoo
Foreign rush
Do too
too much
I'm too up
I'm feelin' a
on hush
Wrists so
I'm too up
two sluts
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot just like I'm
Niggas talking like they know me
did a damn thing that they told me