(+) IDK If I'm a Boy
Blow your mind
This that drive by this that shawty lo in impala
Hello out the whip with the clip
Make you bye bye
Roll the windows up hotbox smokin' la la
Roll the windows down
See the opps it's a problem
Shit really I'm a good boy
But that trapaholics tag turned me to a hood boy
Blunt guts on the floor I'm a backwood boy
Lookin' at me wrong
Make you wish you never looked boy
Screamin' out the window like
fuck you pay me
Snake you for the cash
Like my nickname baby (brrr)
Used to have a job but that job barely paid me
Charley's grilled subs
Tried to minimum wage me l l lately
Hangin' with my niggas
Makes me wanna start trouble
If they fight I'ma fight
Make this shit a royal rumble
I'm a gang gang nigga 'til the jump outs come
If the jump outs come guarantee I'm gon' run
Here's a little story 'bout them boys
That's hittin' licks ayy
Pizza spot pizza shop gimme that shit ayy
Gimme that shit ayy gimme that shit ayy
Pizza spot pizza shop gimme that shit ayy
Here's a little story 'bout them boys
That's hittin' licks ayy
Run nigga nigga run nigga nigga run
Pizza spot pizza shop gimme that shit ayy
Run nigga nigga run nigga nigga run
Gimme that shit ayy gimme that shit ayy
Run nigga nigga run nigga nigga run
Pizza spot pizza shop gimme that shit ayy
Run nigga nigga run nigga nigga run
I used to wanna hang
With dae dae and them (dae dae and them)
I used to wanna hang
With nelson and them (nelson and them)
I used to wanna hang
With diemon and them (diemon and them)
'Til they gave all three 40 years in the pen
But that's the way you get respect
When you tryna be 'bout it
Shit I was goin' down that road
But my phone kept reroutin'
They tryna go the right way
But the left said ayy
You gon' ride ride ride ride ride for the gang
So now we speedin' to the pizza place
Closin' up it's gettin' late
Someone gotta rob the shit
Everybody look at jay
Gang gang nigga when the jump outs come
If the jump outs come guarantee
I'm gon' run that shit
Drop this it's like a fuckin' gunshot blaow
Part ii
Load the clip rob repeat
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Now everybody get up on the fuckin' ground
And if you make a sound
I might have to drown it with these rounds
Knowin' I'm no killer but fuck it
I'm tryna be that nigga
So my actin' skills kick in
I'm michael jackson off of thriller hehehe
Where the safe at? don't make me ask again
Where the safe at?
Next question is where the tape at?
That's when I seen a red light
Blinkin' in peripheral
I took the cam's position
And reversed it like reciprocal hah
I put a gun to her neck
She put her hand on the safe
I hear a car creepin' up
And then I tell her to wait
Hold up don't make a sound
Just let his ass drive around
And you will not feel a round shhh
Car creepin' up creepin' up
Creep creepin' up uh
Car creepin' up creepin' up creep creepin' up
Police car creepin' up creepin' up
Creep creepin' up uh
Car creepin' up creepin' up creep creep
Me the villain
Dudes known to do more hustlin' than stealin'
Papi snatch your soul out
If you're in your feelings
Never do no types of discussions
Around dealings (get focused y'all)
Telephone bring repercussions to your well being
And instagram put clowns in a jam
Doin' 10 straight in a cell hot plate eatin' spam
Wanna be the man but don't see the plan
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Little did they know
I'ma hit the front page in three days (damn)
These days peeps do anything
To make a buck (I know)
Jackin' jackers like
They tryna win the sweepstakes
Each day I be fightin' for my sanity (yeah)
My ho stay mad at me (what?)
She just a liability (fuck it)
She called the pizza shop
Said she needed a delivery
They arrived but she broke
Are you kiddin' me?
I got back from answerin' job calls
I seen a fool hop out the window
Just boxers on
I recognized him from the pizza shop
I'm already deducin' that my hoe had
To have somethin' to do with this