BOAST Lyrics

(Woo, Woo)

I'm selling lean wit the coke (Uh, huh)

Uh she wanna fuck cause I'm goat (Uh, huh)

And I'm in the party she driving the boat (Uh, huh)

Leggo hop in the rari' and take off leggo (Uh, huh)

And no I'm not sorry these guns that I tote

I'm shipping the packs and they came wit a coat (Uh, huh)

She cannot relax wit my dick in her throat (Uh, huh)

And I'm stacking these racks I don't need a bank note (Ha)

I can just tell you joke (Aha)

You don't get money you broke (Aha)

Helmut Lane hoodie you see on my coat (Aha, aha)

I play the like a remote (Aha, uh, huh)

Got thots at my crib and they tryna do coke (Aha)

And I did a lil line just to keep me afloat (Ha, aha)

If she tell me a lie then its murder she wrote (Aha)

Only staying one night like that nigga lil boat (Aha)

She wanna play wit my Timmy I turn her

That's why she keep calling my burner (Uh, huh)

Hit from the back I hear Tina Turner

If she not eating kids then finna return her (Uh, huh)

I found this bitch by the Chattahoochee (Uh, huh)

She like cause I'm in Prada Gucci (Uh, huh)

I fuck the bitch but I'm not eating coochie

And she hitting the road if her kitty smell sushi

My choppa it sing a lil something like Toosii

When that 7.62 hit yo body no Lucci

Nigga keep talking dat shit he get hit witta two piece (Uh, huh)

Hit a Johnny Dang to cop a new piece

Hit my Indian plug for sum rupees

Cause I'm copping QP's from the east (Aha)

Smoking on gas got me higher than trees (Aha)

And yo bitch wanna fuck she begging me please (Aha)

I'm selling lean wit the coke (Uh, huh)

Uh she wanna fuck cause I'm goat (Uh, huh)

And I'm in the party she driving the boat (Uh, huh)

Leggo hop in the rari' and take off leggo (Uh, huh)

And no I'm not sorry these guns that I tote

I'm shipping the packs and they came wit a coat (Uh, huh)

She cannot relax wit my dick in her throat (Uh, huh)

And I'm stacking these racks I don't need a bank note (Ha)

I can just tell you joke (Aha)

You don't get money you broke (Aha)

Helmut Lane hoodie you see on my coat (Aha, aha)

I play the like a remote (Aha, uh, huh)

Got thots at my crib and they tryna do coke (Aha)

And I did a lil line just to keep me afloat (Ha, aha)

If she tell me a lie then its murder she wrote (Aha)

Only staying one night like that nigga lil boat (Aha)

She wanna play wit my Timmy I turn her

That's why she keep calling my burner (Uh, huh)

Hit from the back I hear Tina Turner

If she not eating kids then finna return her (Uh, huh)

I found this bitch by the Chattahoochee (Uh, huh)

She like cause I'm in Prada Gucci (Uh, huh)

I fuck the bitch but I'm not eating coochie

And she hitting the road if her kitty smell sushi

My choppa it sing a lil something like Toosii

When that 7.62 hit yo body no Lucci

Nigga keep talking dat shit he get hit witta two piece (Uh, huh, uh, huh)

Hit a Johnny Dang to cop a new piece

Hit my Indian plug for sum rupees

Cause I'm copping QP's from the east (Aha)

Smoking on gas got me higher than trees (Aha)

And yo bitch wanna fuck she begging me please (Aha)