Funcky Fresh Who Bobbing My Shit
Yo, shoutout to the whole world...
Who's gonna be boppin' my shit out there?
[Chorus]
I wanna know who's boppin' my shit (my shit!)
Beats funky; my rhymes are lit
Every single day, people say I can't spit
To me, they are just full of shit (x2)
[Verse 1: Funcky Fresh]
Now I got Marzy Clue boppin' my shit
We met in Fort Campbell; he thinks I'm lit
In the studio, he be dancing and waving his hair
In the air, every time that I spit
Now I got MC Zappa boppin' my shit
He heard me rappin'; from there I don't quit
He gave me advice on the phone so I don't break a dome
From there on out, I got better on the microphone
[Chorus]
I wanna know who's boppin' my shit (my shit!)
Beats funky; my rhymes are lit
Every single day, people say I can't spit
To me, they are just full of shit (x2)
[Verse 2: Funcky Fresh]
Chilling at home in my room; just 'laxin'
Everybody in TN are out maxin'
On my SoundCloud, and Instagram too
Now I'm gonna drop bars wit' Marzy Clue
Yo, now I got Lil' Rice boppin' my shit (my shit!)
He thinks it's fire that I can spit
On the microphone, we both rap at home
My bars get thicker and it's thicker than foam
Now I've got Christ Emoji boppin' my shit
They say it slaps, and they never talk shit
But we cool now; we don't act like fools
Why chill in the car? We can chill at the pool
[Chorus]
I wanna know who's boppin' my shit (my shit!)
Beats funky; my rhymes are lit
Every single day, people say I can't spit
To me, they are just full of shit (x2)
[Verse 3: Funcky Fresh]
At the military ball, I'm gonna make the call
Show the whole world that my name is not Jamal
It's Funcky Fresh; I'm gonna rap at my bessy-best
Drop the beat, and I gave it a tessy-test
Now I got the whole school repping my shit
They think it's fire; that my bars legit
On the dance floor, they got they hands in the air
Wavin' it back and forth, like they just don't care
I kept my head up, there were cameras everywhere
I did so good, I felt like a millionaire
Man, one day I'm gonna rap the whole planet
But right now I'm gonna have to expand it
Now I got my whole town boppin' my shit
They think it's great that I could be a hit
Some people hate 'cuz they talk that shit
They just mad 'cuz they can't f..ckin' spit
Now I got the whole state boppin' my shit
I climb higher 'cuz I never quit
People hear my songs while suckin' on some onion rings
People still hate while living on Burger King
[Chorus]
I wanna know who's boppin' my shit (my shit!)
Beats funky; my rhymes are lit
Every single day, people say I can't spit
To me, they are just full of shit (x2)
[Verse 4: Funcky Fresh]
On YouTube, tryna make a hundred mil
Droppin' diss tracks; puttin' haters in they feels
Later that day, I got a call from a record deal
They wanna sign me, so I can blow up for real, for real
Now I got my whole country boppin' my shit
They think it's clean that my bars are mean
When I'm on stage they wanna hear me sing
On radio, all they hear me is me
And the ring! I'm livin' the dream
But I can't stop now; I gotta boost my streams
Now I got the whole world boppin' my shit
They think I'm crazy; that I should quit (naw)
I'm ending mumble rap; I'm going hard with the boom bap
Zoom (?) end Lil Pump's career; throw clip clap
They can't handle me nigga, are you funny?
6ix9ine is just a rainbow-haired dummy
[Chorus]
Now I wanna know who's boppin' my shit (my shit!)
Beats funky; my rhymes are lit
Every single day, people say I can't spit
To me, they are just full of shit (x2)
Fuuuck you! Fuuuck you!
Fuuuck you! Fuuuck you! (x4)
Stay fresh, y'all