Boy Boy

Tougher than leather, nigga

I'm tougher than an african kid

Running bare-foot in the gullies

Nigga. Know what I'm saying? Tough. Og now, nigga. Yeah. Yeah

To all living things around me

Cash rules everything around me

Your music is unenthusiastic

My jewelry glow in the dark

Scorpio from serbia, catch you in traffic

20-Round clip, curved magazine

And you could leave the earth over small, little things

John gotti hit the cake, go bada bing

And you ain't do shit when them things start to ring

South side, we outside, niggas kill, son

They'll seattle seahawk you, throwing bullets like wilson

White sheets cover his feet, ku klux klan'ed your man

Left him in the streets, strap in his left hand

The thought of even coming around here was a death plan

And if a nigga cosign that he a "yes man"

Shoot the fuck out of a fuck nigga, I'm all fucked up

So loser, I lose, the dice game getting stuck up

When shit real you get killed around here, it's not a big deal

Load her out, nigga, use my big bitch for a shield

(You know I'm saying?) thank you for real

Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy

When your mouth to be shooting

You find out that we been shooting all along

Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy

You get caught without that ruger

We put hot shit through you then we gone

Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy

Boy, don't let me catch you slipping, boy, boy

Boy, you know I get to tripping, boy, boy

Boy, don't let me strap that clip in, boy, boy

Boy, you know I get to tripping, boy, boy

My money up when them mills come

La reid with the dope, son, jimmy iovine with the coke, son

Wise time fly by, I'm an og, bad bitch with double d's

Nigga, jordan couldn't palm these, feel the breeze

Wrap 'em in satin, they be gone by the morning

Federal subpoenas while swats kick the doors in

Fuck up the sheets, the electric tapes to your door though

I show that bitch how to breathe under water

Excuse moi, french bitches bending over

Snatch 'em out the whip, throw 'em in the range rover

Snitches and phones, catch the 30 piece from the jewelry

[?] Why they texting 'bout [?] body

Frank lucas put flowers on bunk graves every tuesday

That's loyalty and don't listen to everything your lawyer say

Red dot, surgery with the laser

Have a nigga missing like that plane from malaysia

Fo' fo's, long nose is gonzo's

Hundred rounds, drum on the k, that's bongos

Running your mouth with deadly convos, I clap like, "bravo"

Bend back for the I call, nigga, huh

You pussy niggas think you got nine lives

I'mma make sure I stick you more than nine times

With that ice pick I'm a cold killer

You tucking your tail and growing whiskers, rat nigga