JID - Hoodbooger lyrics

Imagine me if I got it
If my nine stop busting
Imagine me with a shotty
Imagine me with your shorty
Bumping "God's Whisper" by Raury
Probably be with your

Yeah, too many hoes on my D-IC-K
I run the game like V-IC-K
You ain't talking shit, no habla ingles
I can cock that thing back and pon de replay
I'ma be the man, and I know that you feel it
Fast-forward, in five years in
LA in a Bentley
I been a Renaissance, finna send a bomb
Hit him in his arm, leg, head
Nigga swam oceans for the commas
Oh my Jésus, the tops in the gray coupe
And when you hit the gas
That shit growl like a gray wolf
I'm murdering the game like Beowulf
What you saying? You 'bout to get slayed
Hop out the roof with the woof

Boy, I be happy with nothing
Imagine me if I got it
Say if my nine stop busting
Imagine me with the shotty
I been pushing this Pontiac
Imagine me in the 'Rari
Bumping "God's Whisper" by Raury
Probably be with ya shawty
It's probably Tuesday night
She probably pull up at Follies
I probably pop me a, nah
She probably pop her a molly
And then she just a hood booger
Probably claim she exotic
The only thing that's exotic is all
This weed in my pocket but she fine

Ain't nothin' better than a bad
Ass bitch with the check
Nothin' badder than a bad
Bitch with the check
Nothin' better than a bad ass
Bitch with the check
Nothin' badder than a bad ass bitch with the

Twenty-three dollars in my pockets
I'm rich as fuck
'Cause my nigga just hit me from the
Pen and I hooked him up
Fast-forward ten years
We hopping out of the matte black truck
Black lips, dark abyss in my cup
Wrist sick 'cause I shit like "2 Bitches
1 Cup" you a witness
I been had bitches like Pac and Clinton
I Ibaka your shot to give dick to Ms hilson
Do the "Pretty Girl Rock" with
This shit in your kidneys
Blow the clit to oblivion
Guess I'm talking belligerent
Head off, I'm so ignorant
Please state your significance
Ain't no harmony, thug
But my bone is the busiest hit my phone
I'm lonely inside expensive interior

Boy, I be happy with nothing
Imagine me if I got it
Say if my nine stop busting
Imagine me with the shotty
I been pushing this Pontiac
Imagine me in the 'Rari
Bumping "God's Whisper" by Raury
Probably be with a shorty
It's probably Tuesday night
She probably pull up at Follies
I probably pop me a, nah
She probably pop her a molly
And then she just a hood booger
Probably claim she exotic
The only thing that's exotic is all
This weed in my pocket but she fine

Ain't nothin' better than a bad
Ass bitch with the check
Nothin' badder than a bad
Bitch with the check
Nothin' better than a bad ass
Bitch with the check
Nothin' badder than a bad ass bitch with the