Yes yes y'all
This is B.o.B
Listen

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Yeah I kinda popped up
N***as hypin Bob up
Cuz I got that product
Not shit that get you locked up
But that shit that tear your block up
This shit is straight maracas
The way I grab the game and shake it like a baby doctor
It's just too easy it feel like I'm playing toddlers
Now that say I'm proper cuz a n***a eating lobster
Maybe new to the roster
But I see the imposters
Them muthafuckas faker than some macaroni pasta
Young dun dada
Home run robber
So when I'm done balling all the cameras at my locker
So y'all can either block, watch, or hit the showers
Or leave and be a coward, or stay and get devoured
Bitch
So what they fuck do you expect?
I grew up in the D.E.C. so Imma buck and Imma rep like bitch
[Swagga]
That's my n***a B.o.B right there
But look this is Swag
I had took me a little quick break for a minute, got my head together or whatever
Now I'm back and everything is looking quite lovely if I do say so myself

[Verse 2: Swagga]
I put my raps on the backburner
But now I'm back on the track, it's a rap, I'm a fast learner
N***a rapping's what I do
It only take a second and I'm back into the groove
Now I'm acting like a fool, straight wildin on the track
I see B.o.B over there smiling cuz I'm back
It's like an island on my back cuz man I'm feeling all this pressure
Back against the ropes like a motherfucking wrestler
Everybody watching to see what I'm finna do
What I'm finna do is step up on this court and put a fifth at you
I am more than some n***a just recording so I can feel important
And no I'm not your [?]
Every motherfucker, I'm real
I ain't gotta say it motherfucker I'm real