Bong In The Booth 2 - RUCCI

I had a dream that I died off of lean

Heard my momma’s voice

She was like «boy put down the drink»

Now let that sink in, I’ve been living everyday like it’s the weekend

I knew one day up in this gang that I’d be deep in, soon as I put my fuckin

feet in

You know it’s crunch time, everytime I bust lines

Rain, snow, or sunshine, we eating like it’s lunchtime

All I know it’s bust down bust down, pick six touchdown

Call it what you want, you just mad cus we up now

Mackk & Company, I promise you I’m living comfortably

Niggas can’t fuck with me, ain’t made it yet I’m living luxury

You know what’s up with me, I’ll die for my name

I am not just anybody, I ride with that thang

Just called Tuck he on the road, he just hit for 40

He finna bring me back 8, so I’m feeling like Kobe

The world is mine, sniff a line with a semi, I’m Tony

Masked up like McFoley, finna snatch me a rolley

Three bands for a show, now I move different

Your nigga acting like a hoe, you need some new niggas

I’m never known to chase a bop, I don’t choose bitches

Back to back black trucks, got my crew with me

And my bitch ride Givenchy, I just do the Dickies

She was broke when she met me, now she got a business

Imma stretch the money out, like it’s Total Fitness

Aye no cappin, Big Dawg been in this bitch for a minute

I know you niggas hear me, feel me or not man I’m still trippin and I’m drippin

The lawyer fumbled with my Uncle’s life, he got a sentence

Ain’t never backing down, quick to telling that I did it

Bossed up, Paid In Full like I’m Rico

Like the mob, big Glocks in the peekhole

I can’t stop, this my mothafuckin time

Can’t let a nigga take my spot, I gotta mothafuckin shine

Lost in the booth, sauce in the booth

Got my bong in the booth, all I talk is the truth

I got my bong in the booth, I call this bong in the booth

They call me RuccDawg Baby, can no mothafucka phase me

That’s on Norf

I call this bong in the booth