336 (feat. oxys*)
BORO
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Lemme hit your 336 You can call my 919 We could do the real thing None of that bullshit online I just drove from the Boro all the way to the oak I got two bottles and a bag of the smoke I got my boys out in Durham who are coming to see Got me feeling like a boss, got me feeling like Meechie My boy in ATL said he feeling all peachy Chocolate peanut butter whip, yeah I'm driving a Reese's, it's smooth Like my baby bottom She sucking on my dick just like a baby bottle, wake up It's Boro in this bitch bitch Just made it to the oak so we about to sip sip Chapel Hill girls just here to see their state friends And talk about their boyfriends and how much they hate them Bull city boy i'm a taurus The city know me, no tourist Another clean slate, a bring a mean plate To your five course meal, I came with good taste And all that clean money only let you get fooled I ain't ever needed me a fucking prep school When I was walking to the club I learned to step too Merengue, salsa, let's dip soon Cause I'm brave like an A on a first base And I can take to the second on my worst day And Imma spit you this game if you thirsty Let's have a first date on a Thursday I can give it to you baby For sure Any way you need it baby For sure All you gotta do is ask For more I ain't playin games withchu No more Lemme hit your 336 You can call my 919 We could do the real thing None of that bullshit online Trill I'm finna rich today yeah let's go get a check Can't stand no hoes that's not the code, ain't no S up on my chest Every day I thank the lord, I wake up and I know I'm blessed Still gonna smoke out all my demons, yeah I put them boys to rest Got one blunt, two blunts on me n**** yeah that's gas up off of my chest Got two hoes on me and they bad, got one to the right, one to the left Can't trust no soul, can't let 'em know because I know what's coming next N****s standing on their own, I put my feeling in this tag I got these Dickies on my body, these are not Amiri's Your hoe gon' still gonna let me f*ck cause I got money clearly I go four rounds with all your bitches like I won the series Young Trill I just be living life while these boys making theories I turn my anti up on these boys, so these n****s hearing me An no I do not toy no weapon so these n****s fearing me So if you try to cross the team, the fam gon' miss you dearly I tore that bullet from my side for all these n****s nearing me Lemme hit your 336 You can call my 919 We could do the real thing None of that bullshit online Lemme hit your 336 You can call my 919 We could do the real thing None of that bullshit online
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Written by: Bradley Carter, Riley Hough, Tyvon Sutton
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