Boyardi E

Nah, nah, shawty have a real player. Know what sayin'? Miley up to my MDMA. Bitch got rainbow gills, Iceman, Uh, Liddell Diamond face cut like seals Blue strip, Hell a graph of tails Poppin' out wraith, just Me and my bitch The stick on me thuggin' Third wheel All that white in the trap tryna Get up on a nigga like Key and Peele Reroute, fast food, Mickey D's Movin' in silence, That boy ID Just learned years when I seen The first fiend J-Walk sendin' dope, hit like Creed Glass color Jesse Pink Faucet flung, Yeah, the dope in sink Birds in the back Worth a Montana mink Straight to the head, might Need him a shrink I-I-Iceman got him on skis Hit the cold J, hit the boy then freeze Back and forth, got a nigga rockin' like tees Hit a lil' cut of the rock like sheesh Got my top off, he run in they jeans Pineapple top on face, I'ma eat My lil' brother Got cutters like gold facin's Pop out the cut, Watch him scream Yeah, my partner a killer like Ghostface My bitch ratchet, take me and take blank Faces It's so high, I see God, think I Found faith So fuckin' high, sniff a cup, it's Some purple rain So fuckin' high, think I found Me a perfect stripe So fuckin' high, think I'm Dabbin' up Kirk and Banks Do not sell pub, But I'm deep in the coke game Seventy-white, think He stealin' a soul train Bitch Got rainbow gills, huh Iceman, uh, Liddell Diamond face cut like seals Blue strip, Hell a graph of tails Poppin' out wraith, just Me and my bitch The stick on me thuggin' Third wheel All that white in the trap tryna Get up on a nigga like Key and Peele Reroute, fast food, Mickey D's Movin' in silence, That boy ID Just learned years when I seen The first fiend J-J-Walk sendin' dope, hit like Creed Reroute, fast food, Mickey D's Movin' silence, That boy ID Just learned years when I seen The first fiend J-J-Walk sendin' dope, hit it like Creed He on the rock like he goin' D1 It double O chip, man, I feel like I'm Bond Just fried the hit, demon, I feel like I'm Bond I got on my white like a Trap out a pond 'Cause I'm an Olympic, the Lane that you want The pack came in, John Wayne like Shane He said the dope hit Barry Bonds the back of the trap with a fork And a nine Yeah, get that money on the Street, yeah Radar come and be discreet, yeah If They ain't havin' my funds, uh I got it Cold, be discreet, uh Wrap the back of the Bird 'fore they tweet Get in the chops and Get back to my fleet Pull up grippin' my Gun on my turf like a cleat, uh Watch Out for us like a Reese, uh I'ma be Boss, capisce? Double and rollin' around like I'm Meek No eyes on my back, so I gotta Stay heat Step out of bounds, not gon' screech, Put a lil' blade on the trees Put a Lil' blade on the trees Feel like I'm Wayne, Three-peat I done went triple up Bitch got rainbow Gills, huh Iceman, Liddell Diamond face cut like Seals Blue strip, hell a graph of tails Poppin' Out wraith, just me and my bitch The stick On me thuggin' third wheel All that white in The trap tryna get up on a nigga like Key and Peele Reroute, fast food, Mickey D's Movin' In silence, that boy ID Just learned years when I seen the first fiend J-J-Walk sendin' dope, hit It like Creed Reroute, fast food, Mickey D's Movin' Silence, that boy ID Just learned years when I Seen first fiend J-J-Walk sendin' dope, hit it like Creed You know, Miley, they say you the future. So I went there. They never lied. I just got back And it's lookin' familiar