April 4, 2026 at 4:54 PM

Babylowsk1 – Bojack ft. A-Reece

South African rapper Babylowsk1 teams up with lyrical powerhouse A‑Reece on the fiery collaboration "Bojack", a track that brims with ambition and sharp wordplay.

Their chemistry is undeniable — Babylowsk1’s raw cadence locks perfectly with A‑Reece’s polished delivery, creating verses that balance grit with finesse.

The beat merges the bounce of Hip‑Hop, the edge of Rap, and the street‑driven pulse of Trap, resulting in a sound that’s both hard‑hitting and addictive.

Bojack is more than a collab — it’s a statement of dominance, showcasing two voices determined to leave their mark on the scene.

Babylowsk1 – Bojack ft. A-Reece

Bojack Lyrics:

[Chorus: BABYLOWSK1]
Yeah, sleep in the studio, I'm really thuggin' it
I put in work from the jump, you ain't sellin' yet
I would struggle, had to tell 'em I'm doin' alright (I'm doin' alright), yeah
Walk on the beat like Mike Jack, I'ma beat it
I took a break from the mic, I'm undefeated
We don't gotta talk, you my brother, so I got you right

[Verse 1: BABYLOWSK1]
Hopin' you could turn me up (Turn me up)
Toast us to some to the game, I told them, "Bottles up" (Bottles up)
Money, friends with benefits, we cuddled up (Uh uh)
Drivin' out the trap, we do not double Dutch (Yeah yeah)
Got a square inside my circle, I'ma cut 'em out (Cut 'em out)
Gotta keep it on the low 'cause it's a big amount (Big)
I ain't never move alone, I got a lot around (A lot)
We can hear that you scared when your heart pound (Uh, uh, uh)
Paved the way for my life, I wasn't born in it
Turned into a striker, how I'm scorin' in it
I be praying to the Lord that I don't perish
Out cut grid[?], I put it more in it
I ain't never tried to turn into a addict
God forbid a nigga really got a passion
All the way I'm in it, no, I could've kept it
I don't really like livin' with this attachment

[Verse 2: BABYLOWSK1]
And they probably got me on a poster
Spill up on that game, I'm probably movin' with a coaster (Splash)
Man, I thought I'd really get it easy
Open up your heart, bae, I'm tryna get to know ya (I like ya)
Gotta be cautious of niggas
'Cause I know they tryna peek over my shoulder (Yeah)
I had to wipe my tears
I'm stuck in the field, I feel like a soldier (Uh, uh)

[Chorus: BABYLOWSK1]
Yeah, sleep in the studio, I'm really thuggin' it
I put in work from the jump, you ain't sellin' yet
I would struggle, had to tell 'em I'm doin' alright, yeah
Walk on the beat like Mike Jack, I'ma beat it
I took a break from the game, I'm undefeated
We don't gotta talk, you my brother, so I got you right

[Verse 3: A-Reece]
Alright, alright, alright
Sleep in the studio, make no excuses
At this point I think I need 20 masseuses
No longer a student, so I do not need your advice, alright
Too many people who want me to lose it
At some point I wanted to stop makin' music
But got right back to it 'cause fuck it, the money's alright, alright, alright
Pourin' that shit to the floor then we makin' a toast
This one for all of the highs and the lows
Everything else in between is too deep
And I swear that it's better we leave it untold
Close ones turn into Galaxy phones
Seen 'em all flip and I seen 'em all fold
Fuck 'em, they all went to Brutus from bros
Pray over things that I cannot control
I know that this is the life that I chose (Chose)
I don't know how I'ma make it back home
I just know I'm headed straight to the door
This season I'm callin' the studio Los Alamos
And that mean that I'm 'bout to explode
Secluded somewhere on the edge of the coast
Don't even expect me to answer the (Ah)

[Chorus: BABYLOWSK1]
Yeah, sleep in the studio, I'm really thuggin' it
I put in work from the jump, you ain't sellin' yet
I would struggle, had to tell 'em I'm doin' alright (I'm doin' alright), yeah
Walk on the beat like Mike Jack, I'ma beat it
I took a break from the mic, I'm undefeated
We don't gotta talk, you my brother, so I got you right

[Outro: A-Reece]
(Michael just sent me this chop)