HOOt

[Intro: Callon B]

Hoot 4x
G-Y-B 4x
(Ent)
(uh)
(Callon B)
(Yeah)

[Verse 1: Callon B]

So you say you don't fuck with me huh?
You can't neglect me
You can expect me to perfect my shit till I do it correctly
Give a hoot?
Not me the fuck you mean?
What you finna' do?
Top me lets fucking see
I'm on my shit 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, ass 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, shit
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, bitch
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 shit for free
And I still do all this shit 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
Shit'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
Fucked 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 shit, I'm hooting bitch 4x

[Verse 2: Callon B]

About time that you fucked with me huh?
You will respect me
Better yet accept me because this my shit 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 fuck 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 fucking cold like peasant toes
Next to blow I'm just guessing though
Depends how the next few sessions go
Uhhhhh, fuck am I saying this a movie better grab some concessions yo
I been killing this shit since way back, when you was still sitting in your moms lap
Fuck a contract, sipping Cognac
Quit the shit 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 fucking dirt like a shop vac, I'm that
Wavy mother fucker 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
Fuck 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]