Boondocks

[Intro]
YB in this bitch with me
YB on the beat

[Chorus]
These niggas characters just like The Boondocks
I run up them hundreds and smokin' on Moon Rocks
Beat up the block just like a boombox
I'm still in the room with them rocks in my tube socks
I'm in the kitchen, I cook with utensils
Stick on my waist make me look like I'm Crippin'
I make it hail, can you make it drizzle?
Throw up the bands and she made it jiggle
Got me a fifty block, I made it triple
I'm here for the plug, I ain't playin' the middle
Trap house, one room, four stoves
Make me come spin your block on the dolo
I keep a stick like professional polo
I watched my uncle cook up and then hobo
Don't try to rob, that is a no-no
That Drac' get to singin' like K-Ci and JoJo

[Verse]
I made my way out, that crab in that bucket
At a young age, had to learn how to tuck it
She didn't want me, now she wanna suck it
Now she gotta pay if she just wanna touch it
I'm making plays like a football stadium
All of these bands like football pads
You steal from the gang, we gon' cut off your hands
And kidnap your brother and shoot at your mans
I'm whippin' the drums like YB
You think I'm a bitch, then try me
Watch how I beat up the pot like Ali
Me and the Glock go together like Siamese
Niggas be stuntin' and flexin' for IG
Caught him outside, put his ass on the IV
Young nigga play with that rock like I'm Kyrie
I think I'ma take me a trip out to Cali
Three P's in the bookbag, run up get a foot tag
Had to cut off my man 'cause he makin' me look bad
Got me some soft and I learned how to cook that
Jumped off the porch and I learned how to push that
I'm rocking Prada with McQueen, Louis slippers, mix Supreme
I'm in the trap giving ticks to the fiends
I get it in, break it down with the team

[Chorus]
These niggas characters just like The Boondocks
I run up them hundreds and smokin' on Moon Rocks
Beat up the block just like a boombox
I'm still in the room with them rocks in my tube socks
I'm in the kitchen, I cook with utensils
Stick on my waist make me look like I'm Crippin'
I make it hail, can you make it drizzle?
Throw up the bands and she made it jiggle
Got me a fifty block, I made it triple
I'm here for the plug, I ain't playin' the middle
Trap house, one room, four stoves
Make me come spin your block on the dolo
I keep a stick like professional polo
I watched my uncle cook up and then hobo
Don't try to rob, that is a no-no
That Drac' get to singin' like K-Ci and JoJo

[Outro]
YB on the beat