Who Bobbing My Shit by Funcky Fresh Lyrics

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 bеtter on the microphone

[Chorus]
I wanna know who's boppin' my shit (my shit!)
Bеats 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 fuckin' 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