BOYZ ’N DA WOOD

Aye, aye, aye, uh
I don’t wanna change for the same thang
Blessing coming down that's rain rain
Chain gang, chain gang, chain gang
Let it hang, let it hang, let it hang

Y’all niggas cold as a coat
R.I.P two goats
Niggas pop smoke but ya chick get close
Like Pops, Imma bang bang bang bang

How he go gold wit no bling bling?
How he got plat wit no plaque?

Same way ya moms got sacked
'Cause I was really made to rap
Run it up, run it up, chase a sack
Like 92 or 58 on my back

LT you Theismaan and stiff as a Heisman I’m on my last leg on this fuckin' track
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back (uh)
Same thing wack wit' a gift wrap (uh)
If I get a check I'mma split that - money on my mind like a dollar sign fitted cap (whoa)

Need a couple mil not 6 racks (2x)
Couldn’t pay rent with that
I need the stacks, I gotta snap

(CHORUS)
Whoa whoa it be cold, ice-cold where I'm at
If you ain’t bro please don't go, please don't go where I’m at
There be snakes, there be bears, there be lions, there be rats (2x)

I drop back like one, two
And stack cheese like lunch food
Then buy what I want to and feed my team like lunchrooms
No boy you can’t come through
No backstabbing we don’t trust you
The ones that talk behind ya back be the first one's man to front on you

The same ones got nothin' on you
If layed down they’ll run on you
If you need a home run they walk up to the plate wit' a bat & they'll bunt on you
But I keep my faith
'Cause it's still my case
Yeah this still my place
Run my town - still my race

No wishin', need a cake
All gas no brake
More life like Drake
Less time don’t waste

All shots you won’t take
Won’t leave fuck rakes
One shot gotta take
Kick it with some special team that won’t fake

(CHORUS)
Whoa whoa it be cold, ice cold where I'm at
If you ain’t bro please don't go, please don't go where I’m at
There be snakes there be bears, there be lions, there be rats (2x)