Formal Invite lyrics

[Intro]
Brrt, doot-doot
Ring

[Verse 1]
How rich am I? (Chh)
I still can hear the air shocks from the trailer hitch on that semi (Uh-huh)
SRT on that gleeko, thirty-three in that Gen5
My lil' n*ggas wiggin’ to turn a beef to a ribeye
When shots rang out, headin' in my direction (Ayy)
Boppin' Taj Mahal, bringing the whole 50 Gwuap out (Gang-gang)
We pop out at your party, free Carruth, Dooley and Sharky (Bro-bros)
Cough up a lung where I’m from like I grew up in Marcy (What else?)
Heron Preston bubble for the times that we ain't have Nathaniel
Spin a deuce, sh*t look like I'm tryna two-track a sample (Remix)
Spray your block and tag your whip up, these n*ggas know we vandals (Brrt)
Duct tape on the handle on the stick lit like a Roman candlе
Why they keep watching reruns? I heard his show was cancеled
All the business getting stood on, every issue gon' get handled (Know it's on)
Every pistol gon' get brandished, these n*ggas famished (Uh)
Since he keep making death wishes, every wish is gon' get granted

[Chorus]
Bo James, I'm the honcho (The boss)
The weed from Humboldt County, but the blow came from Toronto (Canadian)
Open road on that highway, slow lane in the Tahoe (Where we at?)
Roll with them 50 Zone boys, but don’t f*ck with no 5-0
7-6in’ with a gang of them Canadians (Yeah)
We bounce up out that cut and up that Draco at your cranium (Doot, doot)
When shots rang out, they know we brought out Kimmy K again (Kardash')
She quick to fidget through your neighborhood and take a spin
[Interlude]
Ayy
Jackson

[Verse 2]
Stair-stepper, go on top on n*ggas like a hairdresser
Bro a ladies’ man, but spray them cans like a air freshener
Rare texture, different kind of cloth my n*ggas cut from (Steel wool)
Playmaker, Blue 42, that's a hut one
Drive-by shootings in my living room, was playin' Duck Hunt (Yeah)
Ain't grew up with no silver spoon, wasn’t born with no trust fund (I wasn't)
Smashin' all these pumpkins, we'll crash a n*gga function
Formal invite, red carpet came with a plus-one
Bugs Bunny carrots, in my carriage, countin' drug money (Uh)
Dust bucket bourbon come from servin' all the dust bunnies (Yeah)
Hush puppies and big fat monkey nuts, but now my cup muddy (Dirty)
I can give a f*ck about no sl*t long as the clucks love me (f*ck 'em)
Catch him dancing with his pants down, these n*ggas butt buddies (Haha)
The last n*gga tested, let's just say that he was unlucky (Bold)
No country for old men (Cold), big trouble in small China
Speak every language fluent in bag music from all genres (Mafia)

[Chorus]
Bo James, I'm the honcho (The boss)
The weed from Humboldt County, but the blow came from Toronto (Canadian)
Open road on that highway, slow lane in the Tahoe (Where we at?)
Roll with them 50 Zone boys but don't f*ck with no 5-0 (At all)
7-6in' with a gang of them Canadians (Yeah)
We bounce up out that cut and up that Draco at your cranium (Doot, doot)
When shots rang out, they know we brought out Kimmy K again (Kardash')
She quick to fidget through your neighborhood and take a spin