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
With two
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot just I'm Kobe
Niggas steady like they know me
Never did a damn that they told me

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

Bookoo
Foreign rush
Do too
Shop too
I'm too up
I'm feelin' a
on hush
Wrists so
I'm too up
With two
I'm too up
two fucks
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot just I'm Kobe
Niggas steady like they know me
Never did a damn thing that they me

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

bucks
Foreign coupe
Do too
Shock too
I'm too up
I'm feelin a
Haters on
so slush
I'm too up
We're too
I'm too up
two fucks
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot just I'm Kobe
Niggas steady talking like they me
Never did a damn that they told me

Rock to a 24, talkin Kobe
Nigga talkin out his neck, I don't know him
talkin' fake ass, tell 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 Cartier watch on my
Man, be nasty, we in a Bentley
Wishin' to genies, my top off the
I from the bottom, she came in bikinis
We the top off the op in a minute
Ya'll niggas' ain't having no meanings
Do that lil slide, it up like zucchini
Oh oh (Chop, chop, chop)

bucks
Foreign coupe
Do too
Shop too
I'm too up
I'm a rush
Haters on
so slush
I'm too up
With two
I'm too up
two fucks
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot like I'm Kobe
Niggas steady talking like they me
Never did a damn that they told me