Bop 2 It

[Intro]
Aye
Bop to it
I put the bop to it
Head knock to it
(G-G-G-therz)

[Bridge]
Once I start, I'm gone, nothing's gonna slow me
And I don't play around like I'm super O.P
I just keep comin' up, nobody's gonna catch up now
Matter of fact, mic check, one-two, check this out

[Verse 1]
It's the point of no return and the only option is turnin' it up
Gimme a beat and a mic, you'll see what it's like when I have it burn into dust (Yeah)
I pave my own lane, not here for whack trash from imitators
I'm not an O.G. but you better know me, the jazz trap originator (Get ‘em)
Bitch I can rap at a speed that is past an extreme, this the track where I meet (Huh)
If you tried to outrun me, well that is now funny, 'cause you'll just end up snappin' ya knees (Uh)
This what I call a dash in the breeze (Uh), taken at the pace of some bebop (Yeah)
Fuck the lamer shit he got, I can make harder hits like the bass when the beat drop
Speedin' motherfucker like sniffin' cocaine, suckers are jealous, they're livin' so lame
When I blaze the beat, you couldn't take the heat (Uh), even when I'm lazily spittin' dope flames
And I put the pen to paper with a passion, pushin' with the pride, I'm that Pinoy (Hoy)
I'm an AK-47 on an instrumental, so look motherfucker the gat's deployed
So when I come in to hop on to rhyme (Yeah), there is no way that you're stoppin' my shine (Yeah)
Not even closer to on the decline and I'm gettin' better but not at my prime
If you're thinkin' right now that Imma put the mic down (Yeah), fuckin' dumb ass, I couldn't stop music
This is not a second swing with it, are you thinkin' bitch? I put the bop to it

[Hook]
Once I start, I'm gone, nothing's gonna slow me
And I don't play around like I'm super O.P
I just keep climbin' up, nobody's comin' close, b
Matter of fact, King Kong ain't got nothin' on me
I put the bop to it, yes nod to it (Huh)
‘Till you've gone stupid (Huh), head knock to it (Uh)
So just bop to it (Aye), yeah bop to it (Aye)
‘Till you've gone stupid (Aye), head knock to it (Aye)

[Verse 2]
Not an average motherfucker you have heard, how I'm spewin' words, I'm the coolest nerd (Yeah)
You think I'm so cocky, I'm not a nobody , 'cause you can find me in a Google search (Yeah)
Imma be switchin' it up and not givin' a fuck, that's how I happen to be (Aye)
Call me the number one, after I'm sonnin' ya, you're still a bastard to me (Damn)
The way I go with the flow, I'd be connected like the ‘Del to the ocean (Wavy)
I've never been garbage for years, if you think I am, what the hell are ya smokin'?
I ride on the beat so immaculate, so Imma slide in to assert my dominance (Yeah)
You think you're slick with the syllables, but you can't topple me with your work incompetent (Uh)
I'm a fat motherfucker, but at least I can sneak in at ease like an espionage (Ha)
And I'm makin' a score like the Fugees, doesn't matter if you're ready or not (Uh)
You better smarten it up, I go hard on a cut like a stab from a clever (Yeah)
I can see why they don't ask me to rap on a feature
'Cause Imma beat the beat to the bone ‘till it's back to its skeleton and for no other reason, I do that for the helluvit (Yeah)
I actually find it rarity to find someone else that can rap with this etiquette (Damn)
So remember this white Filipino (Hoy), stubborn as fuck that rhymes with an ego (Uh)
I am the motherfuckin' G to the Therz, fly all the time like I ride with an eagle

[Hook]
Once I start, I'm gone, nothing's gonna slow me
And I don't play around like I'm super O.P
I just keep climbin' up, nobody's comin' close, b
Matter of fact, King Kong ain't got nothin' on me
I put the bop to it, yes nod to it (Huh)
‘Till you've gone stupid (Huh), head knock to it (Uh)
So just bop to it (Aye), yeah bop to it (Aye)
‘Till you've gone stupid (Aye), head knock to it (Aye)

[Verse 3]
Before I ever take off, I'm ready for launch, right now I'll rap at a slower speed (Yeet)
Sorry to say, but I'm hardly at pace, sayin' it's too fast is a joke to me (Ooh)
Many of these squares need talent, 'cause now in this game I feel barely challenged (Yeah)
Finna spaz on the track, goin' fast in a flash like I'm Barry Allen (Speed it up)
Every time I'm comin' through with my choppin' ability
I got nobody comin' close to toppin' me lyrically
Like I packed in a battery, but you're lackin' capacity
To take in this charge that finna be shockin' the industry
Within half of the time, I could pack in the rhymes
Keepin' it rapid and tight, ya couldn't master this mind
And I'm back on the mic, so it is happenin' twice
And so I'm cuttin' right through like I'm slashin' the price (Damn)
All that I'm doin', from bars to producin', I am just testin' my limits (Yeah)
As much as I try, haters gonna deny, but this here was never a gimmick (Yeah)
So when I'm set in to bustin', you better get runnin', don't care if I come in too wild (Huh)
And I'm choppin' it, rockin' it, yet it's been nothin', so what are you gonna do now?
I can never leave when I start to proceed with the bars (Huh), as long as I got a beat in my heart (Yeah)
Add in the factor, I'm a rapper with asthma, motherfucker it's surprisin' I am breathin' at all (Huh)
I never could rest, got an S on my chest (Yeah), flyin' right through with the bars to bring it (Huh)
Right on this hard bop, makin' the art hot, I'll have ladies moanin' like I'm Charles Mingus

[Hook]
Once I start, I'm gone, nothing's gonna slow me
And I don't play around like I'm super O.P
I just keep climbin' up, nobody's comin' close, b
Matter of fact, King Kong ain't got nothin' on me
I put the bop to it, yes nod to it (Huh)
‘Till you've gone stupid (Huh), head knock to it (Uh)
So just bop to it (Aye), yeah bop to it (Aye)
‘Till you've gone stupid (Aye), head knock to it (Aye)

[Outro]
Woah now, that's how it go down
Ain't a way there'd be a second where I slow down (Slow down)
Yo now, out of control now
Nobody like me, passin' light speed, runnin' so wild (So wild)
Bop to this (Bop to this, bop to this, bop to this)