Kid Costello - In The Booth (feat. BJ Bankro & van2turn) Lyrics

I was swangin' with the two, I was swangin' with the two
With the members in the troupe, with the members in the
We be wildin' in the stew, I'm poppin' shit like I'm a goose
I'm a dog, I bit the leash, and now they got me off the loose

With the apes, quick to beat a nigga, chest, I'm in the zoo
Baddest bitch, touched my dick, and now she got me in the mood
Smokin' all this gas, blow the roof out of the coupe
I got high, then nicked the competition up like they were fools

You done heard what Brody said, we tryna slide, but shit ain't cool
It ain't no competition, cause we sweepin' like the broom
If you ain't heard about Lil' Van, lil' bitch, go back to school
Cause it's R.I.P., go boom, smoke a Ops, go check the news

Said a lot of folks dead, why you cappin', that ain't true
You ain't never killed nobody, boy, stop lyin' to the truth
And I'm f*ckin' up these beats, cause I stay lit in the booth
And I pass that shit to bro, ain't no talkin' up the deuce

Beef cookin' till you dead, ain't no white flag or a truce
I do this shit for Ty, talk I'm bro, we leave you leakin
And it's AMCK, f*ck your homies, you ain't creepin
Now I really up a pole, see I up this straight, go beat him

And I'll make your ass go missin', ask around, ain't no one seen him
Now I pass it back to bro, cause them verses leave you feenin
And you deal your ass the same, you ain't heard, then go and see him
And you know just how I'm livin', pray to God, live like a demon

I was swangin' with the two, I was swangin' with the two
With the members in the troupe, with the members in the
We be wildin' in the stew, I'm poppin' shit like I'm a goose
I'm a dog, I bit the leash, and now they got me off the loose

With the apes, quick to be the nigga, chest, I'm in the zoo
Baddest bitch, touched my dick, and now she got me in the mood
Smokin' all this gas, blow the roof out of the coupe
I got high, they need the competition, not like they were fooled

I'm breakin' all the rules, I got it out the mud
Chrome heart look like the Holy Grail, I'm drippin' blood
The 808's bangin', I'm a certified damager
Quick to pick a pack up like a scavenger
Yeah yeah
I'm walkin' through the day in all black, your bitch a callback
I keep it cool, don't like the boasts, but she think I'm all that
My brother dabbed me up, then left me hangin' like a ball sack
I get the buzz, and then they come around, what you call that

Mmm, what you call that
Nigga talkin' shit, hold on, I had to fall back