Boonie Flow
(专辑: Hardwood Classic - 2020)
If the
judge give me life who gon' bury my momma All my niggas buying ice tryna marry Rihanna I
ain't tryna make it right two fully loaded choppas I
ain't tryna make it right why these lil niggas bite Why they give my uncle 47 years for a
fight Why they give my nigga 67 months for some pistols Fully loaded F&N gettin 15 for this one Free my lil brotha Ron I
drop tears cuz I
miss him If it's money on your head I
hop out come and get it Imma come and get the
fetti Man that lil nigga petty I
got 3
fully loaded choppas on me, Ed, Edd and Eddy Imma headshot a
nigga make his head look like new spaghetti Automatic switch on all my chops tryna hold 'em steady I
know lil dog a
bitch I'm in Revive me and Mitch They can't put that murder on me unless they hit 'em with a
switch All my shoes be Dior I
got lean but buy more I
wear a 3
thousand dollar outfit to record I
might go hit the
opp's baby momma 'cause I'm bored All I
see is comma, comma, comma, comma I
want more Got an AirBnb outta town Jersey Shore Way before I
did a
song I
was kicking niggas doors Made my first 30 racks sleeping on the
floor Made my first 30 racks and it made me want more Imma bring a
Lamborghini to my hood and raise the
doors up I
might sip a
couple pints but I
am not fucking my nose up Niggas broke as hell sneak dissing I
might show up Every night a
chef cooking up my meal, you eating cold cuts [?] made my son rich Niggas on some [?] shit Any hoe played with me before, she a
dumb bitch Got so many zeros in the
bank, boy I'm dumb rich All my jewelry came from Hutch I
ain't got no golden sun piece My FN brown and black Wide body Hellcats Nigga when we going slide only time we drive the
scats I
want like 20k if you want me on your tracks You can't charge from them v
You can't charge for them verses 'cause everything is You can't charge for them verses everything you make is whack Take her out to smoke one of my woods 'cause they backs We don't do no one-on-ones, do I
look like Kyla Pratt? Imma pull up with a
MAC he keep asking where I'm at Goose Knuckles 2
thousand and the
shoes cost a
stack I
got like 100 belts, I
smoke exotic for my health I
know if I
sign a
deal they won't have me on the
shelf When I
put my cuban on I
just think I'm Michael Phelps I
ain't gotta fuck with niggas it ain't like I
need their help She gon' wanna fuck again she remember how it felt I
don't bought so much Amiri need to talk to Mike himself All my choppas fully loaded and my double cup is potion Every bitch I'm fucking on the
inside feel like a
ocean I
can't really help it everywhere I
go I'm noticed Why you niggas out here doing groupie shit like I
won't know it