B.O.P.

I’ma conscious trapper
I sold coke to white folks and told 'em black life matter
My-my Trump cards got 'em bitchin' like Hillary
You can feel the burn, I hit 'em with the witchery
I’m John Wall, I’m Chris Paul, I’m Westbrook
I’m Kyrie, any nigga could handle it
Four-four quarter in the clutch, got me 28
Grams on the 'gram, he see me self-medicate
I blow a lot of smoke like a politician
Niggas in the prison, we still use the opposition
Got me a new position, thank God I’m all religion
Judaism, Muslim, Christian, I got me two pots to piss in
In the kitchen, cookin' up real dope for my real folks
Give it back when I was broke, I was still the GOAT
Givin' hope to my folks, told 'em stay afloat
On a boat, couple ropes, bitch I ain’t a joke
I’m either ballin' or politickin'
I’m either ballin' or politickin'
Jay-Z, John Kennedy, Scotty Pippen
I’m ballin' or politickin'
I’m either ballin' or politickin'
I’m either ballin' or politickin'
Young Stunna, King James, Bill Clinton
I just want head from Monica
My sedentary hot and they shocked
I’m on top like a yamaka
Everyday is Christmas, last Hanuka
Gifts and the green, go and give Veronica
I’m on Mars 'cause these bars is alien
Hundred and a five, fly nigga bring the bacon in
'Cause I kiss 'em and shake hands, they can’t pant
It’s still Rozay, OJ and
Still full of trade balls, got the deep strokes
Like Thompson from Shy Town and Compton
I’m stomping like a nigga with a attitude
Do it for the love of the game, that’s the gratitude
I’m either ballin' or politickin'
I’m either ballin' or politickin'
Jay-Z, John Kennedy, Scotty Pippen
I’m ballin' or politickin'
I’m either ballin' or politickin'
I’m either ballin' or politickin'
Young Stunna, King James, Bill Clinton