Boogiee Black, New Otis Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, it's the motherf*ckin' family
Most incredible. This shit too crazy

[Boogie Black]
Back with a vengeance, like a story with no ending
This is how we give it up, elevator that's stuck
Hate on me with a passion, f*ck everything you love
The wild mind on the track, who the f*ck wanna rub?
I'm here like niggas show me love, niggas what's up?
It's a new singularity, the motherf*ckin' family
Ill stomp on you in these UPS
Hit you with the book, If you ain't' standing for what im standing for Shut the f*ck up
Too high for you niggas, devil in disguise
If you think I'm going to fall, the devil is a lie
I came out of nowhere, I got еm all surprised
The break's ovеr bitch, pack it up and take a ride
Now it's funny that I'm looking back, I didn't do right
Now I got the family with me, now we all getting right
I be tricking like my daddy on a different slip and slide
It's a new wave coming, it's about to be a tide
We straight over here, point blank, straight live
We been to conquer shit, ain't nothing to divide
We coming for you niggas, ain't nowhere too hide
I'm back in this shit, and I'm still super fly
Basically I feel like Jada, we gon' make it
Like I said, f*ckin' feelings and I want you to hate it
While we getting turnt up and getting tipsy
Don't forget I got the family and they always got me

[MF JayBurn]
Yea, yea, yeah.. Burn
Calm nigga, psycho nigga, I'm from S.I
f*ck nigga, bitch nigga, y'all gon' all die
Motherf*ckers all tough until you tell em' slide
Kanye mentality, I'll make you all touch the sky
Ain't nobody hot as me, this is no competition
X Mark the spot, why you bums got hesitation
Watch me hit the Hezi on em, breaking up their concentration Banging up their head top, f*cking up their motivation
The street needs change, now we need more bread
Yo, wardrobe, wardrobe, I need all the f*cking money
Ho, shit, I need to win big like the lotto
If you ain't about this bread, don't even call me your bro
Y'all niggas know what time it is
A nigga needs a million bucks
f*ck it, need a billion, boogiee let's run it up
Too many rappers still thinking that us
Yo, yo, you pass me the blood, I'm spitting smoky bum niggas up
f*ck around, I'm finna go ballistic up
Niggas still been acting when I'm dropping new music
The game style looted, make rappers sound plastic
Cause when you thought it was done, pow, pow, magic
Now back to the crash out, a nigga finna spaz out
I feel like Jermaine Cole, but nigga, I ain't falling off
I stocked up, I reed up, I'm level up, I'm Microsoft
I'm Microsoft, you goofy niggas suck a dick and f*ck off
Burn

[JoZey StyleZ]
The f*ck you talkin' bout
Ima talk my shit
I want money, I want fiftys, hundreds , millis Run it
Skeem asking, I'ma split it. f*ck it
My day one said they gon flip it. f*ck it
We don't care if you want war, we love it
These bitches toasty and they soft like muffins
And I got hands when they work, no ducking
You bitches mad cause you ain't stopping nothing
My motion pictures up and I don't give a f*ck
The way I move it, you can tell I'm from New York
I'm a real one, stylish, down to my socks
I'm a real one, baddie, down to my socks
You bitches boring, you outside, kicking rocks
I'm Joji Stylez yea you hate these guts
But my nigga love it sleeping in these rugs
(Sleeping in these rugs)