Boi U DizZy

Boi U DizZy By: Luis Morales I’m sure your telling ppl it’s cause you know nothing about ‘em / I see your soft chewy and sweet/ Scared of a punchline leaving you sour/ Why don’t you stop crying, actually start writing/ stop being a coward/ Stop giving up for adoption and start being a father/ Don’t even have to come at you about champagne poetry/ You did it to yourself with the Hoetry/ Wear a rubber you fucker/ We don’t need to make up for any more of your fuckups/ Take care of your responsibilities/ give them what they really need/ No amount of money you make will teach your seeds/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Make room mother fuckers/ Cause here I come/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Make room motherfuckers/

Cause here I come/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Still Running around looking for styles/ You’re here now/ I’ve been watching you for a while/ Type of nigga that can’t look me in the eyes/ Even your features know/ Your eyes are drooping to the side/ Got you looking like a sloth/ Guess that’s why/ you can’t stay on your own path and your looking abroad/ All the real niggas know your a fraud/ Yet, still acting mad and hard/ Let’s take it back/ Oh no wait, you’re still just an act/ I see the snake in the grass/ Oh wait, I meant grassy/ You’re bitch made, and too sassy/ You’ll leave a woman for a man just to cash in/ Looking like a flea/ Market version of me/ You won’t ever actually/ do shit except recite/ Even then/

it’s mostly what you did not write/ Oh, you got effortless flows/ Effortless flows, supposedly?/ What happened?/ What took so long to finish?/ I’m talking about CBL/ Cause it looks like you had to give it some English/ Yea that’s John Lennon & Paul McCartney Everything you sing sounds the same/ All on one octave/ If a real singer sounded like you/ they’d say he lost it/ Thank god for the synthesizer/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Make room mother fuckers/ Cause here I come/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Make room motherfuckers/ Cause here I come/ Here them drums/

Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Your supposed to be an owl/ But you just got your G-E-D/ What the fuck is O-V-O/ The way you spell over?/ bitch please/ What made you think you could fuck with me/ I’m way ahead of the game when it comes to the brains/ The owl is a symbol of the wise/ Only for the real scholars/ It’s not about money/ Knowledge is power/ All you do is look to the side/ How foul/ Your more a fowl than an owl/ Easy to kill and devour/ Not done yet/ but go ahead and let out the yowls/ Look at you now/ upset, cause I’m drilling and sticking you like dowel/ Digging in like plow/ Hittin like pow/ Got it like bonkers/ From anywhere to Yonkers/ I mean any hood/

Fucker/ even your neck of the woods/ Motherfucker I’m too cold/ Ice road trucker/ Clamp your skull/ Bone crusher/ Can’t stop him/ He’s on one/ Never heard of him/ How come?/ Even so/ Everybody knows the outcome/ What happened?/ The sloth lost/ He’s just too slow/ Always island hoppin/ cause he don’t know where to go with his own flow/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Make room mother fuckers/ Cause here I come/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/

Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Make room motherfuckers/ Cause here I come/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ I see through the disguise/ You got a god complex/ Everyone sees the false profit/ Now through me he’s made you his project/ Gods proven himself so many times/ I know gods plan/ It’s sad money turns ppl blind/ And the real one gets the underhand/ Not sure how you don’t understand/ You warship second place/ The devil wouldn’t be here/ if it wasn’t for god in the first place/ This would be the perfect place to slide in your stage name/ Yes you and your crew who love to drown and take advantage of fame/ But there’s no reason to/ it’s all so true/ everybody already nows/ I’m talking about you/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/

Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Make room mother fuckers/ Cause here I come/ Boi is U Dizzy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Make room motherfuckers/ Cause here I come/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Go ahead, form your Voltron/ call in the troops/ You’ll just make it easier to shoot/ I Won’t even aim/ like those lil white boys jumping off balconies, main/ Now that little bit of money is going up in la flames/ Guess that’s what they get for having a hard on for their lil high schooler friends/ What’s gonna happen/ when your little girl sees you Mack’n/ All of her underaged friends?/ Wait, what am I talking about/ You’ll already be sure to have no career by then/ Don’t even have one now/

You let the money and glam blind you/ and so you dropped out/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Make room mother fuckers/ Cause here I come/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Make room motherfuckers/ Cause here I come/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Everything you do is all just for clout/ You’re a rich little prick, that’s all you’re about/ Your attitude is wak/ You stole everything “Jack”/ So, I’ll be the asshole cactus to prick you right back/ Can you weather the storm/ Let’s see how long it takes your writers to swarm / Way longer than one of your fans on crack/ jumping down for their skulls to go splat/ You’re just mad I fell on the same track/

Burned the rubber, and you had to use your money with her fam to force her back/ She got one feel and fell in love with my jack, Jack/ But who would leave the real one for that?/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Make room mother fuckers/ Cause here I come/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Dumb/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Make room motherfuckers/ Cause here I come/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ She sees the truth too/ that’s why she’s no longer your main/ Not by your choice/ She probably hates the sound of your voice/ I can tell by the facial expressions and body language while you’re trying to portray/ She probably don’t even want you around her daughter cause all you talk about is prostitution, Molly, and cane/ I bet I could have a talk with her and she’d be happy I came/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Done/

Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/ Make room mother fuckers/ Cause here I come/ Boi is U DizZy, or is U Done/ Giving righteous cause to hit you up and leave you numb/ Make room motherfuckers/ Cause here I come/ Here them drums/ Rappapumpum, Ruppapumpum/