HEiST - HOOt lyrics

[Intro: Callon B] Hoot 4x G-Y-B 4x (Ent) (uh) (Callon B) (Yeah) [Verse 1: Callon B] So you say you don't f** with me huh? You can't neglect me You can expect me to perfect my sh** till I do it correctly Give a hoot? Not me the f** you mean? What you finna' do? Top me lets f**ing see I'm on my sh** I hear y'all mane Flopping hard I ain't near y'all lames Shock the crowd when I appear on stage Hoes hopping around they cheer my name Pants might hang, a** might show If he's got my back then that's my bro I'm laying low just stacking my doe Stacking my flows I'm packing a bowl Straight dope rips we done spliff's Can't flame a strain that I won't hit Can't blame a mane on his own, sh** And I'll stay the same if I blow, it's Time to gain a name no Bathing Ape I went orangutan when I wrote, this I ain't came to hang or even stay a day best stay away when I flow, b**h Uh, came to get down on the mic known to get foul on a pint Hold up, like a owl in the night I only lay down in the light Go nuts, ain't sh** for free And I still do all this sh** for free I ain't tripping G steam the tryptamine It's a gift to dream so lets drift to sleep Indigo on his indy flow This Indica we finna' blow Sit and hope I don't get my money I'm gonna sit and eat till I fill my tummy Get to go, hit the ground running sh**'s getting old you better sit down buddy You need to know I rep Kentucky I hold the throne you won't get it from me [Chorus: Callon B] Callon B real name no gimmick G.Y.B. I claim I'm in it f**ed up not ashamed to admit it 2x Lost my brain can you give me a minute? (Hoot, hoot) Whoe!......alright hold up! 4x (Roll a spliff) (Drink a 5th) (Take a dip) (Eat a strip) Time to do my sh**, I'm hooting b**h 4x [Verse 2: Callon B] About time that you f**ed with me huh? You will respect me Better yet accept me because this my sh** till God collects me Feel it right in your chest piece When I step in the room bet I'm leaving it messy Not a comment affects me Nine times out of ten they won't say them directly You can't even upset me I Set my mind to protect these vibes Those the days that I left behind And these the things that will get me high Get me life and worlds of thang's Get on the mic and bring a world of pain Love to f** and my girls the same We love to puff she twirl a plane 270 such pleasant folk Merkava when my presence shows Big ups to day one present bros We to f**ing cold like peasant toes Next to blow I'm just guessing though Depends how the next few sessions go Uhhhhh, f** am I saying this a movie better grab some concessions yo I been k**ing this sh** since way back, when you was still sitting in your moms lap f** a contract, sipping Cognac Quit the sh** talking where your bars at? Same place your balls at Because we all know you never dropped that Stop that little homie show me how you copped that In real life though it's not that Watch what you say when you jot raps Full of f**ing dirt like a shop vac, I'm that Wavy mother f**er probably tripping off of something Sipping on the Tussin overlook the fussing alright Not up for discussion I don't act this way for nothing f** you if you think I'm bluffing have me cussing all night On sight, don't do it You might just make yourself look stupid All the reason for the holler and hooting Think I need a bit of reintroducing? [Chorus: Callon B]