Bottom Of The Map (Live at NPR Tiny Desk, 2024)

Lyrics

[Intro] You know what time it is? Let's bounce! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, let's go! [Chorus] It's Young Jizzle from the Bottom of the Map Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks And them O.G. niggas with the, the, the blocks Hey, hеy, hey, hey, hey, hеy, hey, hey [Verse 1] Look, I'm strapped up, I'm iced out A nigga play, it's lights out Cost a cool quarter million That's how you'll find me Swerving through traffic with them goons behind me You better call your crew, you gon' need help Whole car strapped, and I ain't talking seat belts Red cross nigga, yeah we draw blood Whole team got choppas like a bike club I don't get mad, I just get money And laugh at these fuck niggas, cause they so funny Look, all a gangsta do is stay fresh 45 [Chorus] (Let's sing it, let's go) It's Young Jizzle from the Bottom of the Map Got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I said i do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks And them O.G. niggas with the, the, the blocks Hey, hey, hey, hey [Verse 2] Look, yeah All that tough talk, you just wastin' your breath Hit your ass with them things, have you... [Outro] Y'all ain't ready? Y'all give it up for my Band We got CJ on the drums We got Joel on the keys We got Ashley on the violin We got Amyr on the violin We got Michelle on the viola We got Johnny on the cello And we got the great extraordinaire D. Hodge on the bass