boys don't cry but men do Lyrics

Pour the cup, me and PG getting throwed

Told her keep the rada, rada, I want some throat

Woah, that's your daughter, I'm sorry sir, ain't even know

Me and my partner done copped some grub at Uncle Joe's

She my rider, rider, me and her like goals

Take a sip of Act and now I act out of control

Shoutout bro, we be getting throwed

Put her on twin Instagram and now she wan' fuck toadski

Dinner's almost over, why the fuck did no one toast me

Shit, it's prolly cause I looked like Cleveland Junior

Got my nose inside a book, I see the pape before the rumors (pape, 'fore, the rumors)

Rumors, I see the pape before the rumors

You can tell he a fan, he rocking my swag like me

Think I'm getting married today, I look under the veil, and I pray it's the bag that I see

Damn you fine, I decree

Pull up to the crib, watch a movie with me

Pay too much for some leather seats

Two band belt cause I got two G's

Buddy, there is no honor in thieves

Better not talk on muddy, he's spinning for weeks

Knees is weak, buddy got caught with that fah-fah and he had to please police

Tap in with me for some Zaza, but do not bother

Less than a P, is you slizz?

Don't make me call your father, get back on the bus Cause I do not deal to no kids

Right wrist on bust, but I do not gamble

Red Ruby, Alabama

Pull up on shawty and I look jollier than Santa

Racks like Shnaider Diana

Me and my gang is tight like the jeans in Atlanta

Whack-A-Mole, pop out and blam you

Say that she can't stand me

Sit down and gobble this candy

Sunny outside but I get to a nut like I'm Sandy

Isn't an issue but can be

If you let him crack then he ghosting like Danny

Won't even bless for the plan b (plan b)

I wish everything was fine and dandy

How come none of my bros, none of my bros wanna see me win

Don't wan' see me wit her

Is it a"hey, how are you" or"I hate you, I hope you're bitter"

Trolling, hope you're better

Hope you're sleeping good

Hope I make a couple racks to give back to my hood