Krookstar & Numb Blond - Back 2 the Booth (feat. Kevin Na$h) Lyrics

Brand new year, back recording
All theses hoes, they be whoring
All theses niggas want plays
God damn I be scoring (Huh, huh)
This shit getting boring
Niggas be snoring, I just be going, yuh, yuh
Uh, back with the pack again
What I be trafficking, nothing
Baby I'm back again
Niggas be mad again, why is you mad again
(You mad, you mad)
Niggas know I'm different
Bitch im right back in the kitchen
Want my soul then come & get it
Free-styling, I'm that nigga, damn
I'm back again
Niggas mad cause I'm swagging and
God damn I be laughing, yeah
I be laughing yeah
You know I don't stress
Niggas know I'm f*cking next
In the booth bitch I don't stress
I got another f*cking check
Thats from the raps nigga, he tryna rap nigga
Talking that f*ck shit get you clapped nigga

I got a cracker white bitch
And the blackest of molly, let's go take a trip (Let's go)
I'm on the block and I'm posted
I'm smoking on Holy, you smoking on shit (Ewrgh)
I told her split like Moses
She just finished snorting, she snorting the pills
I think that I'm Lil Wayne
Got the dreads by my face and my face I can't feel
These niggas they want see you dirty
They want see you hurting, they want Emmett Till
So I stay low with the cro
That's a couple of bros
And they gon' go for real
Walk with the gwap and I'm stiff
Molly her jaw, it be lokcing for real
I cannot bargain, no barters, no deals,
Cause I can't be starving, a shark when I swim
All in your daughter, I'm knocking her ribs
I left my kids at the top of her chin
I gotta park, seeing stars in the whip
Swervin' through cars, my bitch singing them hymns
She like "Oh My God", I'm like bitch I am him
Louis on me like I'm f*cking on Kim
Walking retarded, robot, I'm a sim
In love with the gwap, I'm a dog, I'm a simp

Right back on the phone, I'm talking digits
Right back in the stu theses niggas trippin'
Shoutouts to my cuz my niggas cripping
Pull up to the cut & then we drilling

Back to the booth I go
Niggas they all want smoke
What the f*ck he tryna do, what the f*ck he knows
He don't know nun, he don't got guns
I don't got guns, I just bring fun

Back to the booth I go
Niggas they all want smoke
What the f*ck he tryna do, what the f*ck he knows
He don't know nun, he don't got guns
I don't got guns, I just bring fun

(Yeeeeeeah)