pearly - oh boy lyrics
hook:
i flex on all these f-ckers
they crazy, eh?
on top of the brand new game
my bae on top like a laker
straight pants like a paper
edm when i taze her
top off when i shake her
skate motherf-cker, hate on it
we playing
yall get what i’m sayin
f-nnypack when i ride
three stripes on my side
air max lookin fly
feelin h-lla fine
i stunt on boy
hop on a toy
chop up a loiter
pull up behind decoying
new shit like oh boy
oh boy, that’s hot shit that we boiling
post hook:
hot shit that we boiling, ya
new fire shit that we storing
ice cold shit, freezin’ cold
up in the booth i got it going
fire, fire, fire, no liars
just hot shit that we boiling
verse 1:
stepped up in the game like; what up?
new message i call up
swoosh, red on my feet i foot up
new kicks when i pull up
racked up in the club like; hold up
yo shit hit the gutter
no guns, spit like you shoulda’
shots fired like a gunna’
cuff my pant up, so i last up
shirt tight sittin tucked
get yo -ss up from the bath salt
get yo game to the h-ssle
no stress
no bless like buddha
knock, knock like a hooter
more grades, more b-ss, more kudos
h-lla colors like ludo
back then no belt, just shoelace
and a coldplay, that’s old days
cuz nowadays, feel like a homie just lost faith
and this old shit gon’ stay nostalgic
ain’t nothing we can do about it
shit changed so much, i doubt it
real f-ckers we scoutin’
yuh
trap shit on my list, stay litty
fast shit on my flow like jiggy
whack shit on yo bars like iggy
blast off when i spunk, no siggies
wild out, and dont give two shitties
straight outta’ my head like biggie
laker cap on the back, strap fitted
spit shit, i dont make no figures
i make no figures
i come up with the realness
i catch no feelings
just hang with the realest
i spot no hitters
whack shit when you hit us
pull up to the crib you dont even greet us
so i…
hook:
i flex on all these f-ckers
they crazy, eh?
on top of the brand new game
my bae on top like a laker
straight pants like a paper
edm when i taze her
top off when i shake her
skate motherf-cker, hate on it
we playing
yall get what i’m sayin
f-nnypack when i ride
three stripes on my side
air max lookin fly
feelin h-lla fine
i stunt on boy
hop on a toy
chop up a loiter
pull up behind decoying
new shit like oh boy
oh boy, that’s hot shit that we boiling
bridge:
hot shit that we boiling
oh boy
hot shit that we boiling
oh boy
hot shit that we boil
oh boy, oh boy
oh boy (x8)
verse 2:
that shit hot shit
go bat shit
go backwards
straight actors
poker face, i stay in the back boy
do shit and not ask for it
blast off, on my rock
off my nut when i stay on top like po-pops
quickscope like a black op
skate shit when i go cop it
back in the youth
‘fore the guys got onto the boof
when the lies came up with the truth
and the fire stayed cool with the blues
i didn’t have a choice, now i do
see the bullshit over the news
spot a new boy spotting the clues
if you feelin lost; i feel it too, man
bridge:
hot shit that we boiling
oh boy
hot shit that we boiling
oh boy
hot shit that we boil
oh boy, oh boy
hook:
i flex on all these f-ckers
they crazy, eh?
on top of the brand new game
my bae on top like a laker
straight pants like a paper
edm when i taze her
top off when i shake her
skate motherf-cker, hate on it
we playing
yall get what i’m sayin
f-nnypack when i ride
three stripes on my side
air max lookin fly
feelin h-lla fine
i stunt on boy
hop on a toy
chop up a loiter
pull up behind decoying
new shit like oh boy
oh boy, that’s hot shit that we boiling
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