B.O.T.B. (Prod. by GRAY) Lyrics
Gray
Jump like Jordan then I dunked in your face (yeah)
beongjjin ni pyojeong, nan jeongsin-eobs-i tto hardcore rap (rap)
I'm the best of the best, track stackin' yeojeonhi jeogda
Gray hyeong-ui geonban wi-eseo, flow seokk-eo nae cheolhag
We still vistious boys, geod-eonael su eobsneun nalti
mil-eobut-in ji 10nyeon-i neom-eo but-eun authentic ttagji
This the celebration, ain't nobody needs to haeseog
Manner jikyeo, get your shit, never be taken away
West side, no gimmicks, rap money, we litty
ji-eonael su eobsji, uh, uli-ui ojig mogpyoneun get it
busan, chang-won, gwangju, Seoul City
daegu, daejeon, olhaeneun VMCji
wonhaedo mos sin-eoss-eo, Jordan's and shi-
bumonim-eun migug gaseo gosaenghaess-eo and shi-
ije wonhandamyeon sinji every day of the week
nega hustle haneun ge hustleilamyeon midgiji anhji, woo
nugunga-egen keullisye, naegen wondonglyeog-in sentence
i segye-eseoneun geugeosbakk-e dab-i eobs-euni-kka dang-yeonhi take it
Jumpman tto daleun i-yudeul-eun, jebal chi-wojwo
kulgeule-i bomyeo ki-wossdeon, kkum gi-eoko ilun da-eum rainbow kkoch pi-wo deo
eonjengan naega malhagessji, I can't take any more
geu-ttaega wado swil saenggag-eun eobs-eo nan chuhodo
nae chu-eog pal-i geu gi-eog gabs, an baddeolado nan gyesog pal-a
geuge nae sunsu-ui jeunggeo-ya, nae i-yudeul-i yuhaeng-i doegil
When I was 23, amugeosdo mollassji nae salm-i
30salkkaji tujab ttwidaga balo momgabs-i ttwidani
Feel like I'm 23, don ttaemun-e jabhyeossdeon nae balmog
ijeneun kamela-e jabhyeo, ma-ikeul jodeon-ui logo (oh)
pyegi humchyeomeogdeon gogsoli, geoli-e peojyeo neomgyeobeolyeo kkeulhneunjeom
swibge mos kkeunh-eo nae seonggong-ui sumyeong, silpae ap-e eobs-eo nan muleup-eul kkulh-eun jeog
hyeonsil ap-e jeoldae an sug-yeo (hey), nae geol-eum-eun beoleus mos sumgyeo (let's go)
nal magneun ge don-ideun na-i deun singyeong an sseugo deo ttwi-eo (hey)
Put your hands up, baby
'Cause you ain't gotta say nothing
ban-jjag-ineun byeol-i dwaessji
eoje-ui neoleul gi-eoghae (oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause your million dollar wrist still ticking
neol pogihaji ma still dribbling
ban-jjag-ineun byeol-i dwaessji
eoje-ui neoleul gi-eoghae (oh, oh, oh, oh)
eoje-ui neoleul gi-eoghae
nuga deo nal-ssaen jiga jung-yohan ge anijanh-a
dasi ready, set, go
hana, dul, ses, gamchwodwossdeon moseubkkaji
I'm ready to believe it
We gotta move on (we gotta move on)
We gotta move on (we gotta move on)
neol gidalil teni
10daedeul-ui usang (ya), 20daedeul-ui wang (ya)
I got my own sound, geda tago nan sa-eob su-wan
031 and 23, gilgeoli-eda geulil geulim
sae-kkya nan hamyeon hae, gil-eul magji ma (yeah)
gil-eul mag gil-eul magji mal-eo chyeobag-eobeoligi jeon-e nae pelalilo
Jumpman on Messi uniform like hangug meog-eun guchangmo
cheonhadeon meogeul guchangmoneun Harry Potter guchangmo
Beretta son-eul ollil ttae, don gabang-i wo
nae nun-eul bwa, the devil here
nan ag-yeog haedo dwae haejeog mubigo Caribbean
i ge-im-eseoneun naenghyeolhan-in ge blessingi-ya
paeseulani mwon gaesoli-ya?
naega neohneunda, naega midneun geon jasin-i-ya
dadeul oechyeola "UGRS right here" (UGRS right here)
UGRS right here (here), 23 on my feet (feet)
D-Town 031, my boys are runnin' in this street
jeogeulling hae scenegwa hit, I'm living a real life
nal sang-yeonghan de CGV
Yeah, hangsang spicy hae nae chamgyo-yug-eun
seongjangpan-i dadhiji anhneun go-in mul
chohuigwi species, nan ilgeubsu
nega mog-i tal jeum-en son-i imi
dah-eul su issneun gos-eulo wa-issji
nae haeng-un-ui susja 7boda 23
jodeon-eun nae balmit-e totem, seungli-ui gisigam since 1999
gan-i jag-assdeon ban-eseo 7beon ojing-eoga (ayy)
goldae-e wadeu bag-a feel like airtime (airtime)
amudo nal mos igyeo taedolo nan act right
haetalhan mentallo mudae wi-eseo, Jumpman, Jumpman
gwangaeg-ui tensyeon-eun seu-wingseuga deonjin ma-ikeucheoleom eob dwae, wo
i badag 20nyeon sanjeung-in
uju-ui gi-undo nalag-ui bi-undo
beotin nae kkeungi bigyeol-eul mul-eo susib gae i-yu deohagi
nae jasigdeul-ui sujeo-e geumchil wonhae (oh, baby)
Put your hands up, baby
'Cause you ain't gotta say nothing
ban-jjag-ineun byeol-i dwaessji (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
eoje-ui neoleul gi-eoghae (oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause your million dollar wrist still ticking
neol pogihaji ma still dribbling
ban-jjag-ineun byeol-i dwaessji
eoje-ui neoleul gi-eoghae (oh, oh, oh, oh)
eoje-ui neoleul gi-eoghae