Hey Arnold - Remix
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rico, Rico, yeah
Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
I taste just like ice cream
Bitch, I am so icy
Heart cold like an ice queen
That's why they don't like me
Lackin', that's unlikely
I'm ridin' with pipes and
Smokin' on some good guys
Girl, just come and try this
Catch me in the club, bitch
See me poppin' bottles
He saw me on IG, thought I was a model
Your girlfriend, she swallow
I'm loadin' these hollows
She like takin' footballs
Call that bitch Hey Arnold
And I'm with a white bitch
She just like to try shit
Old nigga keep callin' me
I keep on declinin'
Bank account keep risin'
Enemies keep hidin'
These niggas be lyin'
You chose the wrong side, bitch
Anything I show you
I want you to see it
Order up ten bottles
Bitch, we 'bout to get lit
Your bitch, she might get lit
Hit her with a dirty stick
My niggas hold 30 clips
Shoot you like a movie bitch, yah
And I ain't with the goofy shit, yah
I swear I'm too legit with this, yah
He got diamonds on his crucifix, yah
I pray to God that I can make them hits, yah
We smoke him like a hookah stick, yah
While you be on that goofy shit, yah
And no I am not new to this, yah
My watch, it got the fluorescent
I get money, bitch, I stay on that money shit (I do)
She said my dick so sweet on that honey shit (like this)
Bro keep a long gun on that hind shit
And she just love how I kick on that punting shit, gang
I just bought a new chain
I just bought a new bracelet, cost more than your wedding ring
All these rappers on the same shit, they can't fuck with the gang
You can't fuck with the gang, they can't fuck with the gang
Run up, that's after you peaking
It's Boat and lil' Rico
Go choke on a chico
I want to finito
Bankrolls looking like a burrito
Gang look like a light show
All my jewelry got ice, hoe
All my whips gon' have those
All my bitches look unreachable
I just upped my prices, now young nigga
Catch me in the club bitch
See me poppin' bottles
He saw me on IG, thought I was a model
Your girlfriend, she swallow
I'm loadin' these hollows
She like takin' footballs
Call that bitch, "Hey Arnold"
Flex on a broke bitch, flex on a broke hoe
Flex on a broke nigga, flex on a broke nigga
Flex on your ex-nigga, flex on your ex-nigga
Flex on your ex bitch, you know I'm up next, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Arnold, like Hey Arnold
Like Hey Arnold
Hey Arnold
Baby, like them Hey Arnolds
Hey Arnold
Rico, Rico, yeah
Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
I taste just like ice cream
Bitch, I am so icy
Heart cold like an ice queen
That's why they don't like me
Lackin', that's unlikely
I'm ridin' with pipes and
Smokin' on some good guys
Girl, just come and try this
Catch me in the club, bitch
See me poppin' bottles
He saw me on IG, thought I was a model
Your girlfriend, she swallow
I'm loadin' these hollows
She like takin' footballs
Call that bitch Hey Arnold
And I'm with a white bitch
She just like to try shit
Old nigga keep callin' me
I keep on declinin'
Bank account keep risin'
Enemies keep hidin'
These niggas be lyin'
You chose the wrong side, bitch
Anything I show you
I want you to see it
Order up ten bottles
Bitch, we 'bout to get lit
Your bitch, she might get lit
Hit her with a dirty stick
My niggas hold 30 clips
Shoot you like a movie bitch, yah
And I ain't with the goofy shit, yah
I swear I'm too legit with this, yah
He got diamonds on his crucifix, yah
I pray to God that I can make them hits, yah
We smoke him like a hookah stick, yah
While you be on that goofy shit, yah
And no I am not new to this, yah
My watch, it got the fluorescent
I get money, bitch, I stay on that money shit (I do)
She said my dick so sweet on that honey shit (like this)
Bro keep a long gun on that hind shit
And she just love how I kick on that punting shit, gang
I just bought a new chain
I just bought a new bracelet, cost more than your wedding ring
All these rappers on the same shit, they can't fuck with the gang
You can't fuck with the gang, they can't fuck with the gang
Run up, that's after you peaking
It's Boat and lil' Rico
Go choke on a chico
I want to finito
Bankrolls looking like a burrito
Gang look like a light show
All my jewelry got ice, hoe
All my whips gon' have those
All my bitches look unreachable
I just upped my prices, now young nigga
Catch me in the club bitch
See me poppin' bottles
He saw me on IG, thought I was a model
Your girlfriend, she swallow
I'm loadin' these hollows
She like takin' footballs
Call that bitch, "Hey Arnold"
Flex on a broke bitch, flex on a broke hoe
Flex on a broke nigga, flex on a broke nigga
Flex on your ex-nigga, flex on your ex-nigga
Flex on your ex bitch, you know I'm up next, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Arnold, like Hey Arnold
Like Hey Arnold
Hey Arnold
Baby, like them Hey Arnolds
Hey Arnold
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Writer(s): 0, Miles Parks Mccollum
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