30 Boppa

Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine

If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans

I served him some Reggie, he came back this **** too green

I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed

I pray every day that EST don't never snake me

I think every day about putting y'all faces on white tees

I been up for months, it's on my mind, it's like I can't sleep

I'ma drop a million on they block before take me

Let that drac squeeze

Made yo man a Dolphin, **** must thought this was fake beef

Who would think the street where you grew up a place you can't be

Shine the light on hoover gangsta trappers y'all should thank me

**** couldn't control me I'ma boss it made them hate me

I had dreams of 'Rari'a racing Quanny on the ten speed

**** sell so much dope in they raps and ain't got 10 g's

**** shoot so much guns in they raps. how they ain't killed me?

EST magician team, we turn y'all cows to swiss cheese

Bullets beat the shit out GMC's Michael Bisping

I was selling midget bags for 18 like 6-3's

I was selling 30, take a break, he said he can't leave

Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine

If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans

I served him some Reggie, he came back this **** too green

I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed

I pray every day that EST don't never snake me

I think every day 'bout putting yall faces on white tees

I been up for months, it's on my mind, it's like I can't sleep

I'ma drop a million on they block before take me

Before I left the hood I made sure everybody good

Never question where I stood, If it wasn't no line I drew it

I done flew it, I done grew it, I became I connoisseur

In my section I got pull, fuck that talking let's get to it

Say they doing good but could apply some pressure to big Don Juan

Type of **** can't even send no blicks 'cause he wear pom poms

Type of ****, pawning all his jewelry, **** can't be serious

Is this fast and the furious in the crown spot?

10 block with a Curry shot, 30 got his 30 cocked

55 make y'all go into hiding, **** rapping lies, ain't no flaw in mine

I'm one of a kind, I ain't hard to find

Young street **** guide me and all my guys on the island

Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine

If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans

I served him some Reggie, he came back this **** too green

I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed