Lava Boy Lyrics

I told my brother we gonna step on shit

I don't give a fuck about they politics

Bitch I'm 402 ain't gotta question who I'm rocking with

I heard she got a man, but I still had to pop my shit

Bitch we goin up hottest in the city come and check my temp

Nigga tried to confront me bout a bitch guess you less then a man

You slapping opps and liking pics guess you less then a fan

I hope I never knock a bitch that is less then a 10

You flexing them baby coins on Instagram that is less then a band

Spit on yo momma dukes if you put hands on my mans

Last nigga tried it pulled out the ... and made 'em tap dance

I'll probably keep her around if she got some bad friends

Big black Balenciaga boots feel like Batman

Yeah I had a bitch but you see that is past tense

Was she really for me hell na that's why I passed it

Every new album be kinda betta then my last shit

Why you sound cocky in yo raps, cause I ain't had shit

Where my black queen so I can give my bae that black dick

Only purple jeans, I'm trying to step in higher fashion

Amiri my queen, cause she more then just bad bitch

Ghetto ass nigga, I went to Mastro's left a bad tip (that nigga ratchet)

And I know that she ain't for me she is just a thot

And I can't ever leave the hood this the fucking spot

Lava Boy trying to blow up big and reach the t-top

Spot 'em I don't like em then this chopper make 'em beat box

And I know that she ain't for me she a T hot

Never leave the hood this the S.P.O.T spot

Lava Boy trying to blow up big and reach the t-top

Got 'em when I spot 'em

Bet the chopper make em beatbox

I ain't trippin off no bitch nigga, imma do my shit nigga

I was down below, like a nigga Roddy Ricch nigga

Then I stepped back, had to evaluate right quick nigga

Then I pressed play now a young nigga lit nigga

Huuu, big CEO gotta get the mail,

Pillow talk, then she run to me that shit never fail

Huuu, now we sending Ps use to be selling grams

Once the bag landed yeah a nigga had to do his dance

Huuu huuu hit my brother key he turnt up overseas

Huuu I just want to live forever like eternity

And I got a bad bitch, her hair be burgundy

And how the fuck you all up in my likes if you ain't heard of me

Pop em when I press em ain't no pressure I ain't stressing

Circle close ain't no extras what they charging i'll do better

Dope smoke, clothes, music and etcetera

We the biggest wave to ever come up out the sector

And I know that she ain't for me she is just a thot

And I can't ever leave the hood this the fucking spot

Lava Boy trying to blow up big and reach the t-top

Spot 'em I don't like em then this chopper make 'em beat box

And I know that she ain't for me she a T hot

Never leave the hood this the S.P.O.T spot

Lava Boy trying to blow up big and reach the t-top

Got 'em when I spot 'em

Bet the chopper make em beatbox