(Pre Hook) Zeek
N***as checkin' how we doin'
Check the homage Check the hit tracks
Turn around 'n' do the milli-rock
Check the mileage Check the distance
You wanna know how I'm doing
Go to your girl she been stalkin'
Go to your girl she been talkin
Like

Hook
HULLABALOO
(Hulla Hullabaloo Hulla Hullabaloo)

1st Verse (Zeek)
We gotta put it on slay
We gotta put it on slay
(Okay okay)
But n***as callin' my name
Haters callin' my name
But we prayin' all daaaaay
Prayin' all daaaay
Do the slay all day (mommy said dawg)
Don't forget to pray

I got 99 problems You n***as ain't none of 'em
I worry much about my prospect Shawty told me worry less
Wait You think you Great(shame)
You think you bad (same)
You checkin' on my picture inga n***a picture how the picture pose a threat
Tell your n***as am a savage
If it ain't money I don't save it
Man that fake smile.that fake love.that funny face you should change it
I got people clapping like they owe me
Coz me and money we like soul mates
I made it man now look .killed then hittaz with a hook
Tell my momma man I love you
Still thinking if I came up
Tell my Sis man I got you
Tell my homies I'm okay now
Tell my ex man I'm settled
Tell my crush she my bae now
Tell my ex-crush no more fighting (nah nah nah)
All my friends keep it 💯
So you better don't diss me ...I will make a Diss-Advantage
You better don't piss me ...I lol make a piece of violence

PreHook

Verse 2 (Nino)
Ballin' like Spalding, man I do
My life is bouncin' up and through, man
Ain't nobody better than my crew
Them n***as with much attitude, man
Sheesh, Hullaballo
Man I got all of the world in commotion
I am invisible but then blind eyes could look up and witness the process
Pardon me for spittin' all this vanity
But why not, when I'm all of this quality
And I am gettin' your girls w/ insanity
As I'm turning fiction to reality
Work hard for the family
Straight up, I walk with my team I got enemies
Talk of the game, I'm ahead of it
Ain't nobody doin' better to battle, tangle & tackle me
Your girl, she has heard of me
That like a Tuesday, I'm so terrific
So sick, ain't no remedy
To brush off this greatness and energy (damn)
Eatin' much of the game
My diet lately ain't been balanced
IZimember zami zilomsindo
Mfethu, I'm busy settin' up the standards
Hook

Verse 3 (Ranks)
Pistol in my hand I got it
Them shots I keep on popping
Steph Curry, 3 shots I'm dunking
Y'all n***as can't rap that's nothing
Go pro, yeah I never go slow
You's a fan? Why you keep it on the D-low?
Nah, it's aight, I know n***as got fomo
Never seen a n***a be the head honcho
Tell them can't bring me down
On real I'm the one with the crown
Stank face, when I pull up n***as frown
Sit down, you ain't shit when I'm around
Irrelevant is what you be in the background
Give it up, I'm the shit, this is my town
When I spit, blank face, n***a lights out
I'm the one who these rappers wanna be
Jack my style n***as tryna be me
Only competition I see here is me
Huh, better beware
When I come thru n***as better be scared
Imma tell the truth, I'm a master in booth
I got all these n***as shook
Goddamn, nuisance!!
Hullabaloo, I'm shitting on you!
I ain't got nothing to prove
Skkkrrr pull up move!
PreHook

Outro (Zeek)
KC we do this shit, yeah
KC we do this shit, yeah
Amana Hey!