Draft Day by Bwah Lyrics
[Intro: Muhammad Ali speaking]
[Verse: Bwah]
This gone be my last recording in a hot minute
So when I'm back they'll still know that I'm hot with it
See how I rap, it's a wrap, how am I not gifted?
My niggas still go to court they look like Scott Disicks
And you ain't keeping up if you ain't caught that line
They poppin' nines, close range, will leave you far behind
Like father time, ask my father it's my time nigga
Your times up and that was shorter than a vine nigga
The boy still clean like in his prom pictures
You niggas Forbes figures makin' four figures?
You know my steelo, nowadays I'm with four niggas
(or 3) Twin, Lester, Jordan and that's all nigga
Still got love for all my abroad niggas
I still got y'all in my songs nigga
I just talked to Bruney that's my dog nigga
So tell Trissy in a minute we'll be on nigga
Ro in the back, like is you sure nigga?
Uh, man I'm shore, you see the waves boy
Hugh Hef would tell us that we don't play boy
Still got a can-a-da guinness, ask Ray boy
Get it? Ray living in canada, Acadia or Acahdia
My lines ain't amateur
I just keep it basic and I move solo
Cause my selfie worth more than your group photo
They know that I'm the shit nigga
I feel like Ashton Butler in that pit nigga
I feel like Ian Kerr when he sprint nigga
Or his twin brother Kohen when he swim nigga
Spit fire and brimstone, I been cold
Still comparing me to silver when I been gold
I don't do sports, it ain't my draft day
Still go hard on these tracks like it's my last day
Bwah
[Outro]
Too easy dog, how you expect me not to go on a Lauryn Hill sample? Crazy
What up Looney? Shout out everybody rockin' with us, I'll be back
What up Iya?
You know I had to do it for ya!
You know I had to do it for ya!
[Verse: Bwah]
This gone be my last recording in a hot minute
So when I'm back they'll still know that I'm hot with it
See how I rap, it's a wrap, how am I not gifted?
My niggas still go to court they look like Scott Disicks
And you ain't keeping up if you ain't caught that line
They poppin' nines, close range, will leave you far behind
Like father time, ask my father it's my time nigga
Your times up and that was shorter than a vine nigga
The boy still clean like in his prom pictures
You niggas Forbes figures makin' four figures?
You know my steelo, nowadays I'm with four niggas
(or 3) Twin, Lester, Jordan and that's all nigga
Still got love for all my abroad niggas
I still got y'all in my songs nigga
I just talked to Bruney that's my dog nigga
So tell Trissy in a minute we'll be on nigga
Ro in the back, like is you sure nigga?
Uh, man I'm shore, you see the waves boy
Hugh Hef would tell us that we don't play boy
Still got a can-a-da guinness, ask Ray boy
Get it? Ray living in canada, Acadia or Acahdia
My lines ain't amateur
I just keep it basic and I move solo
Cause my selfie worth more than your group photo
They know that I'm the shit nigga
I feel like Ashton Butler in that pit nigga
I feel like Ian Kerr when he sprint nigga
Or his twin brother Kohen when he swim nigga
Spit fire and brimstone, I been cold
Still comparing me to silver when I been gold
I don't do sports, it ain't my draft day
Still go hard on these tracks like it's my last day
Bwah
[Outro]
Too easy dog, how you expect me not to go on a Lauryn Hill sample? Crazy
What up Looney? Shout out everybody rockin' with us, I'll be back
What up Iya?
You know I had to do it for ya!
You know I had to do it for ya!