Boy (feat. T.I.)

Boy Boy Boy

Pulled up

Parking lot stunting boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds boy

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothing boy

Everybody with me getting money

Pulled up

Parking lot stunting boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds boy

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothing boy

Everybody with me getting money

I'm a boss stacking all this money

My safe stay full of new hundreds

My trap house still doing numbers

Show you how to turn nothing into something

I pull up to the scene

They like Bibby what you on

Got the chrome

One up in the dome

Play I'll get you gone

Money on my phone

So I told that bitch hold on

Put the business first

Then see what the hoes on

Young nigga stunting

Walking round with this gold on

I would flood the block but I ain't tryna get told on

Niggas dissing

Acting like some women

Hey but we ain't really tripping

Cause we got some pots to piss in

Pulled up

Parking lot stunting boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds boy

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothing boy

Everybody with me getting money

Pulled up

Parking lot stunting boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds boy

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothing boy

Everybody with me getting money

When we pull up as the shit

And go get your bitch's attention

She wishing her and my dick could have a head on collision

My guarder number one

We be bumming in your direction

They get permission from me

They gon turn her with no ignition

King

Double Styrofoam for the lean

Puffing 15

30 grand in my jeans

And when I'm seen on the scene

It's obscene

And a vert so clean

Half a million dollar chain

Ask a ho who run it they go yelling out our name

Hustle gang bang green bitch

All we know is bank rolls

Get dough when the bank close

And there ain't no

Stopping

Our feet kicked up where you can't go

They can't paint no picture no clearer

F**k with us

Wreak havoc

Bring terror

No there ain't no nigga like us in your city

Pulling up

Sucker like no he motherf**king didn't

Pulled up

Parking lot stunting boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds boy

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothing boy

Everybody with me getting money

Pulled up

Parking lot stunting boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds boy

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothing boy

Everybody with me getting money

Grind so hard I ain't slept in four days

Niggas hating on the bench

They don't get no play

Haters gon hate

Everything ok

Young nigga from the streets getting money both ways

And we get that straight drop shit

Straight from the tropics

Then I rerock it to double up them profits

Catch me on E block

Now I'm with the D cop

Word around town Lil Bibby got the streets locked

Niggas mean mugging

So I got the heat cocked

Wheat timbs nigga

We don't do the Reebok

My young boys on bullshit boy

Just watch

I'll show you how to do this shit boy

Pulled up

Parking lot stunting boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds boy

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothing boy

Everybody with me getting money

Pulled up

Parking lot stunting boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds boy

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothing boy

Everybody with me getting money