BoY ft. Jesse Jan Lyrics

Woke up feeling like some money, and weed

Feeling like some fucking bling

Ya dig

Ya girl fuck with the sound tho I cannot sing

Chasing dreams along with that paper

Ain't getting no love man probably later

I hope

I pray

That that paper fall in like hate

Stay up writing plotting shit till late

With some red bones

Feel a dog like I'm snoop

With your girl

Yea we fuck

Yea we mate(s)

Uh

Boxing in the whip

Damn I'm taking blows

Bleeding from my eyes but I keep it in rotation

Tryna get up in some pink

Yea I'm asking for location

Spitting bars taking it down

Get em excited

Get em excited something like payday

Better call Houston cause I'm a problem

Got the moves groovy like q

Cooking some spice it like stew

Aye

Bang bang bang

Boy I'm beating up the beats

Bang bang bang

Boy I'm crazy with the sound

Sniff sniff sniff

Boy I'm smelling like the shit

Aye bang boy bang

I wanna tell you a story

Not one about glory but something you'll like

About a kid fighting his demons

Trying to fit in

But he is one of a kind

He didn't usually speak

Didn't wanna seem like a geek

He was a maverick

The mind of a genius

But terrified to be unique

He felt alone

Never played sports

Trying to act cool

But still came up short

He used write these stories

About the world he envisioned

Had everything that he wanted

He wrote about kings

Wrote about villains

He had a gift but he didn't want it

He wanted friends

He wanted love

He gave his all

But it wasn't enough

Bang bang bang

Boy I'm beating up the beats

Bang bang bang

Boy I'm crazy with the sound

Sniff sniff sniff

Boy I'm smelling like the shit

Aye bang boy bang

Gotdamn it man I'm tripping

Steady sipping on some drank

Rolling up some fucking dank

So loud you'd probably go deaf

So you know I'm finna be buzzing

Seen some hoes I wanna be nabbing

With some thighs I wanna just nap in

And some ass I wanna be grabbing

Uh

Flexing on these bitches

Damn I'm looking fit

With ma niggas and we Smoking

Yea we finna be lit

Gahd I'm sipping drink as I'm spitting this

With the dogs blowing gas as we feeling this

Beat a beat like she beat that meat

Like trump make shit go boom

Like Luda make your girl go low

Oh back to the point I'm tripping

And the shit I spit so cold

Like diddy won't do as I'm told

They say the flow is super so I'm feeling like the man some hate give a fuck like Clark I Kent

Bang bang bang

Boy I'm beating up the beats

Bang bang bang

Boy I'm crazy with the sound

Sniff sniff sniff

Boy I'm smelling like the shit

Aye bang boy bang

Illuminati

Spilt some of my kids on all her body

She a thoty

If I ain't counting cheques

I'm counting bodies

Call me papi

And play with my paper like origami

Kamikaze

A nigga bring the heat they call me bobby

These niggas know

I do the most

One day I will be the goat

You wanna roll

But I'm a ghost

That's why I gotta be cold

She throw it back

And don't get attached

That's why she always come back

I'm on a run

To get me some funds

And solve every problem I have