Story AIP - Boney Island (Bonus Track) (feat. East J & Traveno) Lyrics

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Bout to get some bhili bheese fries from the Boney
You ain't from the mile lil' nigga you a phony
Roll another wood then I smoke it by my lonely
Me and this crud this that Holy Matrimony
Ballin' on these niggas man I think I need a trophy
Ballin' on these niggas like my middle name was Kobe
If we got a problem I'ma pull up with my homie
Put holes in a nigga like I'm Madame Zeroni
Put cheese on your head like you was that one white boy
When I hit the store I need a tee I need that white boy
Them people call my phone I change my tone I use that white voice
Niggas f*ck with me then he gon' die and hear that white noise
You hear a white noise now you know the nigga gone
I know she up to something she keep lookin' in her phone
I said you gotta leave you gon' get a nigga blown
I be in these different places like a nigga got a clone
We be posted in the hood all my niggas smokin' strong
I'm talkin' bout a wood I ain't talkin' bout tho bonh
I'm so high up in this bitch I really think that somethin' wrong
I had to ask my nigga' Story what was goin' on
And we was in the stu my baby we wasn't on the phone
Knock a nigga out and leave his body layin' prone
Baddie in my bed and I'm bout to make her moan
Big tee and panties I don't care about no thong
Then I told her leave cause I wanna be alone
Asked me for some money man I think she need a loan
She been on my dick ever since she heard a song
I'm feelin' like Russ I'm like baby what you want?
I ain't Taylor Gang but my niggas gettin' stoned
Bust a nigga brain I'ma hit him with the pole
Yeah I make a little money now my pockets on swole
Yeezy's everywhere this shit outta control
You can pass the Pyrex all my niggas on the stove
I think that boy a chair because I seen that nigga fold
I think that boy a rat because I seen that nigga told
He thought the statement was a secret but the whole hood know
I feel like Gucci I'm so icy the kush is my cologne
I got bitches goin' crazy at all of the shows
Baby girl I'm ballin' like I made it to the pros
But I'm really ballin' cause I made all the pros
Oh my God what happened to Hutch
Ballin' all game then I snap in the clutch
I ain't got no more woods so I grab me a dutch
She a baddie with a fatty so I'm grabbin' the butt
I done smoked so much exotic got a basket of Runtz
Then I paid her phone bill now she askin' for lunch
Yeah she think that I'm a trick cause I be braggin' and such
And when I'm walkin' out in public I be draggin' my nuts ayy