Yo got back from the club with a betty or two
She was looking in my eyes because she want to be my boo
Be my boo, Be my boo
I mean something in the stew
If they trying to get a bag then they might have got the loop
Copped all the bands now I'm about to buy a chain
If the Cuban sucking tell me y'all might get up on my lane
(Just n Black)
While we spin it so we never feel the shame
Gotta light up when we do it so we don't gotta feel the pain
I was trying to tell you ‘bout that real s*** boy
You've been steady capping on that fake s*** toy
Been around burn now flow it to the penthouse
Shorty's going crazy, then she'll be quiet like a church mouse
Land up with the customs that we never get to get it out
Let you win the engine, so we see what it's about
Always want to talk, but you never want the smoke
If you flash another guns on your life you a joke (joke)
Hosting up with bodies when you never, ever roll
I'll be pressed to find a shooter who'll be lacking in the soul.
I was trying to tell you ‘bout that real s*** boy
You’ve been steady capping on that fake s*** toy
