On the Boards
I just put it on the boards then I kill it
Everyday I'm getting money got these haters in they feelings
I'm just always in the cut trying get my bands up
Everybody in the club finna put they hands up ay
I just put it on the boards then I kill it
Everyday I'm getting money got these haters in they feelings
I'm just always in the cut trying get my bands up
Everybody in the club finna put they hands up ay
Cause I'm hot like a furnace I'm not like them other dudes in the game that don't learn it
Put my hand on the Hennessy cap and turn it I've been selling hella shirts and mailing them out to London
I ain't trying fuck with your bitch cause she cuffing put a fat dab of wax in the wood then I stuff it
I ain't trying fuck with your cash it ain't nothing put a fat bag of cash on the boards
Then I run shit bitch
I just put it on the boards then I kill it
Everyday I'm getting money got these haters in they feelings
I'm just always in the cut trying get my bands up
Everybody in the club finna put they hands up ay
I just put it on the boards then I kill it
Everyday I'm getting money got these haters in they feelings
I'm just always in the cut trying get my bands up
Everybody in the club finna put they hands up ay
Everyday I'm getting money got these haters in they feelings
I'm just always in the cut trying get my bands up
Everybody in the club finna put they hands up ay
I just put it on the boards then I kill it
Everyday I'm getting money got these haters in they feelings
I'm just always in the cut trying get my bands up
Everybody in the club finna put they hands up ay
Cause I'm hot like a furnace I'm not like them other dudes in the game that don't learn it
Put my hand on the Hennessy cap and turn it I've been selling hella shirts and mailing them out to London
I ain't trying fuck with your bitch cause she cuffing put a fat dab of wax in the wood then I stuff it
I ain't trying fuck with your cash it ain't nothing put a fat bag of cash on the boards
Then I run shit bitch
I just put it on the boards then I kill it
Everyday I'm getting money got these haters in they feelings
I'm just always in the cut trying get my bands up
Everybody in the club finna put they hands up ay
I just put it on the boards then I kill it
Everyday I'm getting money got these haters in they feelings
I'm just always in the cut trying get my bands up
Everybody in the club finna put they hands up ay
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Writer(s): Glenn Craven
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