Lyrics:
it’s mackerels and tunas
On the road it’s 30's and Lugers
Finesse these broad day booting's
Still finesse these broad day booting's
Harlem O dare you
Said I would stop but I'm back booting up
On the motherfucking X
I relapsed
And all of the shit they be doing is corny
I ain't even talking about
timex
Opposition booting up, I got on high techs
Homie pouring up and it's that HiTek
Ayy, migo whipping up in Spanish Pyrex
I am from the streets, they
process
Let me know your process
Let me know your process
Let me know your process
Heart is booting back up
Heart is booting back up
Heart is booting back
and bruck that
(Free the Five)
I still got gyal tryna fuck man (LT)
Anonymous booting's, safe, I don't
Know who done that
Don't ask us man
(Bap, bap)
Ayy,
Opposition booting up, I got on high tech
Homie pouring up and it's that Hitek
Ayy, migo whipping up in Spanish Pyrex
I am from the streets, they full
the moonlight, yeaaah
And she get wet just like pool right, okay
Yeah, we booting up like satellites, okay
I said we booting up, fuck your plans tonight, K
I said
booting up?
Yeah, man he thugging
Pull up blow that pistol
Like a whistle ain’t no running
Cause in my city it get wicked
That’s why my shooter keep plenty
Surgical stupidness
I got that glock and that ruger bitch
I'm bussing and aiming I'm shooting it
Run with the gang and we booting shit
Off with my
of the league
We the ones that pepper these guys
And we're the reason they lose their lives
We're the ones that's doing these bootings
How can you say we the ones
Doing the lengths, meanwhile
This is what we need now
Booting our friends, meanwhile
This is what we need now
Doing the lengths, meanwhile
This is
Tweaking yeah I'm booting, yeah you know i'm off the xans
And if you fuck around with me, you know you gonna see these hands
You a lame bitch, yeah
You ain't done no bootings
I swear ima lose it
I swear ima lose it
I swear ima lose it
I swear ima lose it
I swear ima lose it
I swear ima lose it
I
I say don't show me no fake love because I'm to street for the shit
I fuck around and loose my mind
And get to shoot this bitch
I get to booting this
Everybody will be doing their thing
Everybody will be booting and scooting
You can do whatever you want to
Do the bebop
Hoedown
Do the bebop
Hoedown
Do
they shot
So I came right back like Bellerín
Them man wheeling up our tunes
I was on the opp-block, tryna wheel up a booting
More time, hop out
ruthless
Now man's gotta prove it
And if I rap ’bout bootings
It's cah I been booting
And if I rap 'bout bricks
It's 'cause I've got a 36 in a stash box
4
Niggaz can't drop a dime on us
Serving one at a time ain't no rush
She never got this high in her life booting up
Can't get off of your mind when
was writing on that wall
Shout out to Gucci
I think I was born to ball, and fuck these hoochies
I can make a couple calls, get my trap booting
I'm
My man saw us and done a runner, fucker
Who's been doing these knifings? (Who?)
Don't ask me, ask Trident (Go ask)
Who's been doing these bootings
Bullets faster than you probably think
Lil bro tryna score some hat tricks
That's three bootings and nonstop shankings
Bruckback leave your OG's plankin'
swooshed on the mains
Whilst it's busy and still I got busy
My bro does bootings fizzy
He gotta tell his own friends move like Grizzy
All I know is drill
Yeah yeah
I'm in love with, with X
I'm in love with booting up
I'm in love with expensive drugs
I'm in love with money
I bought a crib in the Hills
do this
She gimme the lick
Catching these licks
She gimme that lip
Straight to the booting
Straight to the booting
Straight to the booting aye
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