CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Boogeyman

Walk down on 'em in that hoodie, I'm the hoodie man
Big a** 223s’ll make him boogey, I'm the Boogeyman
Antisocial n***a I don't really need no f**king friends
His mama still ain't straight that boy don't really need no f**king Benz
F**k a band, f**k a $100,000 I need $100,000,000
Pulled on the block two 50 round drums so you know it's bout to be like 100 killings
Shot hit a bulletproof window so you know my n***as finna come through the ceiling
You know Lil Yac give no f**k he do not have No Feelings

Why that lil n***a be acting tough when that is not his image?
We don't do the small talk, if he ain't know this Glock extended
Walk up on 'em, stalk the victim c*ck it
Hit yo' block and spin it
I tried to stay away from them drugs but I still pop prescriptions
But I promise I am not addicted
Been high since the moment I was birthed the gift that I was given
I was living way different than this before the guala kicked in
I ain't have a pot to p*ss in
So now I sh*t on n***as give these boys a spot to sit in
I tell 'em cop a squat cuz you can't stand in this position
These n***as cop and SWAT and now these n***as stand fot snitching
I tell 'em you a b*t*h, you like a man that’s in transition

Walk down on 'em in that hoodie, I'm the hoodie man
Big a** 223s’ll make him boogey, I'm the Boogeyman
Antisocial n***a I don't really need no f**king friends
His mama still ain't straight that boy don't really need no f**king Benz
F**k a band, f**k a $100,000 I need $100,000,000
Pulled on the block two 50 round drums so you know it's bout to be like 100 killings
Shot hit a bulletproof window so you know my n***as finna come through the ceiling
You know Lil Yac give no f**k he do not have No Feelings
I been independent for so long I don’t need no f**king hand
I don't really need these n***as or these b*t*hes just my f**king fans I'm just tryna turn this $50,000 to $100,000
Sh*t that I been going through you n***as wouldn’t even understand sh*t that I been dealing with you n***as wouldn’t even try your hand don’t test yo' luck bullets knocking b***erfly doors off a Tesla and I'm with two hoes, off a tesla
Walk down on 'em and then hop into a Tesla truck