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Bobobtz, Jay Chris - Battery Lyrics

Jun 23, 2021
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Battery Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah, huh
Jay Chris
Yeah
Okay my battery running low
I'm feeling high, geronimo
I just been stuck on five percent
And got to recharge like real quick
Period
We just been up in Caribbean (Ribbean)
Swimming like I'm an amphibian (Hey)
I'm blowing up oblivion
I was just talking to Siri and
She said that I'm the greatest rapper but I'm running low
The flame is dim go get the spark so you can let it blow (Let it blow)
I grab my friends to make some heat
My net worth on Becky g
That's like 8000 g's
I think I need to go to sleep
Woahhhh
I think I need to sleep
To recharge my batteries
Battery up
Hundred Percent
Some of them came
Some of them went
Some of them go
While some of them stay
Some get rich
While some pray
Some of them cold
Some of the money together
I'm getting hot like the weather
B said I gotta do better
Boy it's a zip like a sweater
So, I do not care for the argument
Govern myself like I'm parliament
You cannot hit you outta miss
Aim for the shoulders cardigans
Shorty she smart and intelligent
She probably cool with the president
Baby you know you indelicate
Bad as a muhhh you heaven sent
Battery blow you got an alert
You got an alert alert alert (Hey )
But imma work I work I work (Hey)
The girls are pretty imma smirk (Hey)
My momma told me know my worth (Hey)
You run up on me you get curved (Yea uh)
Ladies on me when I'm at the mall
Ladies on me so I gotta ball
You want the money but not involved
Huh gotta go
Bobobtz
Be So sick they queazy
When I cook beats they greasy
It's way too easy
Charged up like a battery
Ready to make me a hit
Bout to son every single rapper that I know I'm making a list (Yeah Uh)
Already know what it is
I'm one of the best in the biz
Heating this like a cup of tea
They don't stop watching me
Me and Jay bout to make a hit
We ain't putting out no skips
Yeah I'm making it rain (Yeah)
Cause you know I got the drip
If it ain't money no convo
Keeping a nine, no Rondo
Pulling up on the down-low
To my condo
In Toronto
Made a hit like pronto
Eat the beat no taco
Make it rain no poncho
Can't see me like Waldo

Yeah
Yeah, huh
Jay Chris
Yeah
Okay my battery running low
I'm feeling high, geronimo
I just been stuck on five percent
And got to recharge like real quick
Period
We just been up in Caribbean (Ribbean)
Swimming like I'm an amphibian (Hey)
I'm blowing up oblivion
I was just talking to Siri and
She said that I'm the greatest rapper but I'm running low
The flame is dim go get the spark so you can let it blow (Let it blow)
I grab my friends to make some heat
My net worth on Becky g
That's like 8000 g's
I think I need to go to sleep
Woahhhh
I think I need to sleep
To recharge my batteries
Battery up
Hundred Percent
Some of them came
Some of them went
Some of them go
While some of them stay
Some get rich
While some pray
Some of them cold
Some of the money together
I'm getting hot like the weather
B said I gotta do better
Boy it's a zip like a sweater
So, I do not care for the argument
Govern myself like I'm parliament
You cannot hit you outta miss
Aim for the shoulders cardigans
Shorty she smart and intelligent
She probably cool with the president
Baby you know you indelicate
Bad as a muhhh you heaven sent
Battery blow you got an alert
You got an alert alert alert (Hey )
But imma work I work I work (Hey)
The girls are pretty imma smirk (Hey)
My momma told me know my worth (Hey)
You run up on me you get curved (Yea uh)
Ladies on me when I'm at the mall
Ladies on me so I gotta ball
You want the money but not involved
Huh gotta go
Bobobtz
Be So sick they queazy
When I cook beats they greasy
It's way too easy
Charged up like a battery
Ready to make me a hit
Bout to son every single rapper that I know I'm making a list (Yeah Uh)
Already know what it is
I'm one of the best in the biz
Heating this like a cup of tea
They don't stop watching me
Me and Jay bout to make a hit
We ain't putting out no skips
Yeah I'm making it rain (Yeah)
Cause you know I got the drip
If it ain't money no convo
Keeping a nine, no Rondo
Pulling up on the down-low
To my condo
In Toronto
Made a hit like pronto
Eat the beat no taco
Make it rain no poncho
Can't see me like Waldo

Writer(s): Brooks Giro, Jalen Joiner
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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