Who’s Really Rapping Lyrics by A-Q feat. Blaqbonez
Who’s Really Rapping Lyrics
CHORUS – Blaqbonez
Came a long way from Okota
From danfo days going Ojota
Now benzos whenever we comot house
Got girls inside of boys quarters
Don’t call my phone you no be shot caller
You not Megan, you not Oprah
Comot body joor
Comot body joor
Comot body joor
What really happened to rapping?
What are we doing these days?
Niggas talking like bitches finding attention, but they don’t see it
Come out the woodwork hating old men speak on name like daily
Like Wizkid I can’t complain
All I can say is act your age
Pushing 50 and still fighting opps I don’t know men that really sound crazy
I’m tryna be in Jamaica carnival flexing wasting paper
Wasting paper wa –
frrr frrrr
wasting paper
Been hot since I stepped in the game – everlasting taker
The oil on my head is different
I’m at peace with my choice of women
She a gold digger I’m an ass digger
What are we doing? Digging
I’m digging the way she throw it back
I cornered that girl like a cul-de-sac
You chasing I’m tryna get my polo back
I throw em back
Came a long way from Okota
From danfo days going Ojota
Now benzos whenever we comot house
Got girls inside of boys quarters
Don’t call my phone you no be shot caller
You not Megan, you not Oprah
Comot body joor
Comot body joor
Comot body joor
Sad when I talk about money sometimes
It’s funny they really got nothing on mine
Anytime they talk about opps it’s cap
It only gets bloody online
Very few rappers in my weight class
I’m lowkey while they running their mouth
Bank balance and bank statements
Mtew these numbers are hard to pronounce
It’s not pride it’s competence
The confidence is Godly sent
Touch one of mine I promise there’ll be consequences
Call forensics, I’m leaving my prints on everything
They can’t comprehend that I’m not pretending
When it comes to these bars it’s me vs “hmm”
Feels like I’m condescending
Pipe down when you type man
Your twitter page ain’t worth 5 grand
You know I move like Davido
Got a spesh as my hype man
I got careers in my right hand
Got Asian money from Bytedance
Wanna roll that dice go ahead
That’s double six on your life, man
The whole game is grotesque
You know best no protest
Everybody wanna go viral until they waking up in some cold sweats
Spin the block for mo’ checks
Superheroes in Rolexes
I know I get underneath your skin, please don’t die from no sepsis
Godfathers got godfathers
Old wisdom with Alzheimer’s
When you think you got it all covered
Know we coming for the all timers
You got subscribers we got suppliers
23’s to 45’ers
My whole career is now on to clock
Still the shoes can’t fit you rhymers
I’m …
Came a long way from Okota
From Danfo days going Ojota
Now benzos whenever we comot house
Got girls inside of boys quarters
Don’t call my phone you no be shot caller
You not Megan, you not Oprah
Comot body joor
Comot body joor
Comot body joor
