Nautica Boat Blue
2 jobs on my Terry Crews
Paperboy, tryna make the news
Cash cow, all you hear is moos
Too many hoes, tryna cut em lose
Chocolate nigga, took the Milky Way
Big bruiser, youssa feather weight
I'm the studio, I don't hesitate
At a funeral, eating wedding cake
Where were you at from 4-5
That pink pussy my alibi
Killed that shit, brought back to life
Yes I'm as good as advertised
Living lavish boy living lies
All these comas got you traumatized
Jeffrey Dahmer if you cross the line
Leave you dismembered when them hollows flying
Catch a bullet like the columbine
Hi-Point on this Carbine
Broke the Windshield now your car blind
Thats a complex highly planned attack
If you get my spine then I got your back
Suicide no strings attached
Did for love like a tennis match
92 degree praying for a breeze
Come up out that water
Like I traveled 7 sea
Nautica boat blue, aye
Im that dope dude, aye
If you wanna see me pay or a walk through
Crack your egg no Easter
Bunny's hit me on my beeper
Better grab a napkin
How I'm coming out you speakers
Don't know how it happened
But you listening so eager
Once an atheist, then Turn you a believer
You been choice sides
Ive been picking neither
She my Bonnie I'm hear Clyde
The qb to my receiver
Run up on me you could die
You gone have to feel this ether
21 boy it a knife
Watch me chop you with this cleaver
Paperboy, tryna make the news
Cash cow, all you hear is moos
Too many hoes, tryna cut em lose
Chocolate nigga, took the Milky Way
Big bruiser, youssa feather weight
I'm the studio, I don't hesitate
At a funeral, eating wedding cake
Where were you at from 4-5
That pink pussy my alibi
Killed that shit, brought back to life
Yes I'm as good as advertised
Living lavish boy living lies
All these comas got you traumatized
Jeffrey Dahmer if you cross the line
Leave you dismembered when them hollows flying
Catch a bullet like the columbine
Hi-Point on this Carbine
Broke the Windshield now your car blind
Thats a complex highly planned attack
If you get my spine then I got your back
Suicide no strings attached
Did for love like a tennis match
92 degree praying for a breeze
Come up out that water
Like I traveled 7 sea
Nautica boat blue, aye
Im that dope dude, aye
If you wanna see me pay or a walk through
Crack your egg no Easter
Bunny's hit me on my beeper
Better grab a napkin
How I'm coming out you speakers
Don't know how it happened
But you listening so eager
Once an atheist, then Turn you a believer
You been choice sides
Ive been picking neither
She my Bonnie I'm hear Clyde
The qb to my receiver
Run up on me you could die
You gone have to feel this ether
21 boy it a knife
Watch me chop you with this cleaver
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Writer(s): Na$h Pluto
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