Boney Island (Bonus Track) ft. East J & Traveno Lyrics

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Bout to get some bhili bheese fries from the Boney

You ain't from the mile lil' nigga you a phony

Roll another wood then I smoke it by my lonely

Me and this crud this that Holy Matrimony

Ballin' on these niggas man I think I need a trophy

Ballin' on these niggas like my middle name was Kobe

If we got a problem I'ma pull up with my homie

Put holes in a nigga like I'm Madame Zeroni

Put cheese on your head like you was that one white boy

When I hit the store I need a tee I need that white boy

Them people call my phone I change my tone I use that white voice

Niggas fuck with me then he gon' die and hear that white noise

You hear a white noise now you know the nigga gone

I know she up to something she keep lookin' in her phone

I said you gotta leave you gon' get a nigga blown

I be in these different places like a nigga got a clone

We be posted in the hood all my niggas smokin' strong

I'm talkin' bout a wood I ain't talkin' bout tho bonh

I'm so high up in this bitch I really think that somethin' wrong

I had to ask my nigga' Story what was goin' on

And we was in the stu my baby we wasn't on the phone

Knock a nigga out and leave his body layin' prone

Baddie in my bed and I'm bout to make her moan

Big tee and panties I don't care about no thong

Then I told her leave cause I wanna be alone

Asked me for some money man I think she need a loan

She been on my dick ever since she heard a song

I'm feelin' like Russ I'm like baby what you want?

I ain't Taylor Gang but my niggas gettin' stoned

Bust a nigga brain I'ma hit him with the pole

Yeah I make a little money now my pockets on swole

Yeezy's everywhere this shit outta control

You can pass the Pyrex all my niggas on the stove

I think that boy a chair because I seen that nigga fold

I think that boy a rat because I seen that nigga told

He thought the statement was a secret but the whole hood know

I feel like Gucci I'm so icy the kush is my cologne

I got bitches goin' crazy at all of the shows

Baby girl I'm ballin' like I made it to the pros

But I'm really ballin' cause I made all the pros

Oh my God what happened to Hutch

Ballin' all game then I snap in the clutch

I ain't got no more woods so I grab me a dutch

She a baddie with a fatty so I'm grabbin' the butt

I done smoked so much exotic got a basket of Runtz

Then I paid her phone bill now she askin' for lunch

Yeah she think that I'm a trick cause I be braggin' and such

And when I'm walkin' out in public I be draggin' my nuts ayy