Blu Boyz E

Yeah, yeah. Shawty Fresh, Shawty Fresh. Okay. Ay, how we gon' do this shit like this Right here, man? Check me out. Let bands play. I got a Pocket full of blue boys Amiri jeans some new Jordans Got a duffel bag full of blue boys Just left the car lot, got a new toy I got a backpack full of blue boys On The way to Eliantte in New York Man, I Got a trunk full of blue boys Ridin' through The Bay bumpin' Too $hort Yeah, I got a Pocket full of blue boys I got them old Hundreds and them new boys Bitch, I keep a Bag full of blue boys I got medicine in My two cups Eight hundred K of them blue Boys I was in the trap, tell me where You was I spend all them twenties and fifties And tens, lil' nigga, and I stack all them Blue boys Paper Route Frank, that's me Paper Route the gang, That's we Ugly black-ass nigga, But my bank account on fleek Baby, Come let a rich nigga beat Beat that lil' Pussy right to sleep She a vegetarian but she love my meat Dolph, You a fool Just me and forty bad bitches Swimmin' in the pool. Lost a dub just the Other day shootin' pool. When I was broke, I Was still the realest nigga in the room. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. When I was broke, I was still the realest Nigga in the room. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I got so high, could sit on the moon Go get the money forever my move. Takin' cough syrup and I don't use a spoon. Nigga, I'm the plug and I'm my own goon. My trap hotter than Arizona in June Emerald cuts in my charms Crazy AP on my Arm Bad bitch with me and she drinkin' on Ron. got a pocket full of blue boys Amiri Jeans and some new Jordans Got a duffel bag Full of blue boys Just left the car lot, Got a new toy I got a backpack full Of blue boys On the way to Eliantte in New York Man, I got a trunk full of Blue boys Ridin' through the Bay bumpin' Too $hort I got a pocket full of blue boys. You know I fuck with that nigga Frank. I just bought a new toy with no ceilings. I feel like Rain, don't ask what I'm drinkin'. I just left the hood, old heads like, "Be Careful." Young niggas keep tellin' me to stay Dangerous. I'm ten toes down, hell nah, I can't Change up. Money on my mind and my hand On the banger. Uh, yeah, huh, yeah. Money on my mind and my finger on the Banger. Big ass pistol and a big ass chain. Little niggas with me and they can't be tamed. I can walk outside, make it snow or rain. Just holdin' up my watch and ring. Yeah, That's the sound of me switchin' lanes. I'm in the flexin' hall of fame. My Glock can talk, it be like, "Bang." You spent that shit up on a car, I Spent that shit on Martin Rayne. It's cold, yeah, I'm frostin', man. Me and them are not the same. Yeah, me and them are not the same. No, I don't fuck with Trap, but-I got A pocket full of blue boys Amiri jeans some New Jordans Got a duffel bag full of blue Boys Just left the car lot, got a new Toy I got a backpack full of blue boys On the way to Eliantte in New York Man, I got a trunk full of blue boys Ridin' Through the Bay bumpin' Too $hort I got a Pocket full of blue boys I got them old Hundreds and them new boys Bitch, I keep a Bag full of blue boys I got medicine in My two cups Eight hundred K of them blue Boys I was in the trap, tell me where You was I spend all them twenties and fifties And tens, lil' nigga, and I stack all them Blue boys Got a pocket full of blue boys Got a Whole lot of Glock, got a whole lot of Chopper Every jugg in the hood, I'm the neighborhood Doctor It's hard on these niggas, we ain't fuckin' With no posse Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me, Bitch, I'm hotter than lava I just cashed in On a band, I'm doin' donuts in the lot Heard the feds on my ass, had to switch Up my spot. I was broke to a rich, Now I got a big knot. Yeah, I been Spazzin' Two hundred on the dash, I ain't doin' No crashin' Brand new pack, I just bought it Out the plastic. Hustlin' ass nigga, this shit from My dad Cold-hearted nigga, got this shit from my Mama Put my ammunition, I ain't really with the Drama Block 19, I be runnin' with some gunners. I see Stop on my ground, we'll be rich By the summer. All these blues in my pocket Like I robbed the bank. With a big.3 Meat Glock, no Paper Route Frank. All these pussy ass rappers better stay in they Lane. Get ready for the streets, nigga, it's a Cold game. Got rich off grass, never touched Cocaine. Never had this much money, got me goin' Insane. Ever since I hit a bag, been doin' My thing I got a pocket full blue boys Amiri jeans and some new Jordans Got a duffel Bag full of blue boys Just left the car Lot, got a new toy I got a backpack Full of blue boys On the way to Eliantte In New York Man, I got a trunk full Of blue boys Ridin' through the Bay bumpin' Too $hort Yeah, I got a pocket full of blue Boys I got them old hundreds and them new Boys Bitch, I keep a bag full of blue Boys I got medicine in my two cups Eight Hundred K of them blue boys I was in The trap, tell me where you was I spend All them twenties and fifties and tens, lil' nigga, And I stack all them blue boys yeah, hell Yeah, hell yeah, Hell yeah.