Bouldercrest Baby (feat. 32 Duxe)
Bouldercrest baby pull up in a Benz
They say I switched but I stood on my 10
He ain't hit shit but we still finna spin
Toting that pistol don't make you a man
Long live trey
Got that on my face
He play with the gang then he gone today
Shots through his back make him fall on his face
That's how we do em' today
3200 I'm locked in
Murder she wrote but we don't do no talkin'
Face me a n**** he come at me wrong
Ain't no cap in this shit I go hard on my own
Back when I hit licks that's what I was on
Send shot through his muscles since he think he strong
He think its beef but I'm thinkin' he wrong
I think the n**** just want to be known
He think he beef but i'm thinkin' he wrong
Push up in a Benz and we knock off his dome
Put my all on these beats sippin' lean through my song
Freaky lil bitch tryin' to give me her thong yeah
Im on the block with them Russians that's everyday
You might get hit with this new drac a throw away
This xd like Tyson this .45 a heavy weight
Ain't ate all day put a n**** on a plate
I'm having' pints of this shit lil n**** you can come get a whole fix
My mama raised me right fell in love with fast money this life I chose it
Back street shit n**** broad daylight put some 9's in his body case closin'
We was down bad n****
One bedroom apartment ford tough I'm built to win and win again
Bouldercrest baby pull up in a Benz
They say I switched but I stood on my 10
He ain't hit shit but we still finna spin
Toting that pistol don't make you a man
Long live trey
Got that on my face
He play with the gang then he gone today
Shots through his back make him fall on his face
That's how we do em' today
3200 I'm locked in
Murder she wrote but we don't do no talkin'
Face me a n**** he come at me wrong
Ain't no cap in this shit I go hard on my own
Back when I hit licks that's what I was on
Send shot through his muscles since he think he strong
He think its beef but I'm thinkin' he wrong
I think the n**** just want to be known
Word around town he been lookin' for me
Bouldercrest baby put plugs on e
He been a bitch he sit down when he pee
Sippin' on green I ain't talkin' bout no tee
I got 10 on his head cuz this smoke wasn't free
He want to chop it up choppa chop shit like Jet Lee
I got coyotes with me they ready to eat
He got put on the bench he wasn't playin' no d
Mention my gang what the fuck was he thinkin'
She looked at my cup bitch you see what im drinkin'
Filled up the whole baby bottle need a spankin'
We left lil bra at the Exxon stinkin' and you know I fuck with them Haitians
Takin' chances told my mama be patient
Flexin' dat shit on ig I'll come take it
He went on that move I just wish that he waited
Bouldercrest baby pull up in a Benz
They say I switched but I stood on my 10
He ain't hit shit but we still finna spin
Toting that pistol don't make you a man
Long live trey
Got that on my face
He play with the gang then he gone today
Shots through his back make him fall on his face
That's how we do em' today
3200 I'm locked in
Murder she wrote but we don't do no talkin'
Face me a n**** he come at me wrong
Ain't no cap in this shit I go hard on my own
Back when I hit licks that's what I was on
Send shot through his muscles since he think he strong
He think its beef but I'm thinkin' he wrong
I think the n**** just want to be known
They say I switched but I stood on my 10
He ain't hit shit but we still finna spin
Toting that pistol don't make you a man
Long live trey
Got that on my face
He play with the gang then he gone today
Shots through his back make him fall on his face
That's how we do em' today
3200 I'm locked in
Murder she wrote but we don't do no talkin'
Face me a n**** he come at me wrong
Ain't no cap in this shit I go hard on my own
Back when I hit licks that's what I was on
Send shot through his muscles since he think he strong
He think its beef but I'm thinkin' he wrong
I think the n**** just want to be known
He think he beef but i'm thinkin' he wrong
Push up in a Benz and we knock off his dome
Put my all on these beats sippin' lean through my song
Freaky lil bitch tryin' to give me her thong yeah
Im on the block with them Russians that's everyday
You might get hit with this new drac a throw away
This xd like Tyson this .45 a heavy weight
Ain't ate all day put a n**** on a plate
I'm having' pints of this shit lil n**** you can come get a whole fix
My mama raised me right fell in love with fast money this life I chose it
Back street shit n**** broad daylight put some 9's in his body case closin'
We was down bad n****
One bedroom apartment ford tough I'm built to win and win again
Bouldercrest baby pull up in a Benz
They say I switched but I stood on my 10
He ain't hit shit but we still finna spin
Toting that pistol don't make you a man
Long live trey
Got that on my face
He play with the gang then he gone today
Shots through his back make him fall on his face
That's how we do em' today
3200 I'm locked in
Murder she wrote but we don't do no talkin'
Face me a n**** he come at me wrong
Ain't no cap in this shit I go hard on my own
Back when I hit licks that's what I was on
Send shot through his muscles since he think he strong
He think its beef but I'm thinkin' he wrong
I think the n**** just want to be known
Word around town he been lookin' for me
Bouldercrest baby put plugs on e
He been a bitch he sit down when he pee
Sippin' on green I ain't talkin' bout no tee
I got 10 on his head cuz this smoke wasn't free
He want to chop it up choppa chop shit like Jet Lee
I got coyotes with me they ready to eat
He got put on the bench he wasn't playin' no d
Mention my gang what the fuck was he thinkin'
She looked at my cup bitch you see what im drinkin'
Filled up the whole baby bottle need a spankin'
We left lil bra at the Exxon stinkin' and you know I fuck with them Haitians
Takin' chances told my mama be patient
Flexin' dat shit on ig I'll come take it
He went on that move I just wish that he waited
Bouldercrest baby pull up in a Benz
They say I switched but I stood on my 10
He ain't hit shit but we still finna spin
Toting that pistol don't make you a man
Long live trey
Got that on my face
He play with the gang then he gone today
Shots through his back make him fall on his face
That's how we do em' today
3200 I'm locked in
Murder she wrote but we don't do no talkin'
Face me a n**** he come at me wrong
Ain't no cap in this shit I go hard on my own
Back when I hit licks that's what I was on
Send shot through his muscles since he think he strong
He think its beef but I'm thinkin' he wrong
I think the n**** just want to be known
Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Withers
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.