Boogieboard

[Intro]
Wow, for the win, that could be it
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Pussy I could see yo' heart is beating through yo' shirt
The choppa bullets hit like dorsal, get to bleedin' through yo' shirt
Fuck 'round and body somethin' like a boogieboard, but I don't surf
Pull on his block, bullets hit his top, that boy hot like turf
Get to steppin' on 'em
Put a weapon on 'em like a curse
Nigga fuckin' wit' me, put the desert on 'em, he dessert
I still ain't fuckin' wit' no label 'til I get what I deserve
Boy, you be dumb as fuck to not invest in me with all this work
Ayy, why he hatin' on me?
Nigga go get yo' numbers up
Lil' 'Yac jus' likе a rainy day, I fuck the summer up
That boy don't got no car, I guess hе gon' be running up
Two FNs was fully loaded
40 shots to some it up
I got bitches on my line that I don't wanna fuck
Got bitch that suck my dick everytime I see her, she know I'm comin' up
That 50 hit his brain, he run up on me if he dumb enough
I'm somethin' like eatin' too much food and drankin' how I'm comin' up
Old bitch ass nigga
He's a ho forreal
Ask 'em where he from, he say the block 'cause he don't know forreal
Glock go underneath the seat like Oprah show, you know the deal
Pop a nigga, stand over 'em and pop again, that's overkill
Shots up out the AMP
762 make his body hop up out the AMG
Niggas telling stories, I be watchin' like the AMC
My bitch off ENJ, I'm off a J, and I be taking E
Like why the fuck these niggas in my face?
I thought you hated me
Play wit' yo' bitch, and you could play my shit, but please don't play with me
Two pistols on the dresser when I leave, which one I take with me?
The devil in my head 'cause he know all his secrets safe with me
Devil on me
Thought I had the green light, that bitch went yellow on me
Keep away from niggas I think might be telling on me
Couple niggas, couple bitches that got jealous on me
Metal on me, hit 'em up if he try bailin' on me

[Outro]
Wow, for the win, that could be it