The Boy (Anti3ze) [feat. trisTON and Aido Potato]

Yuh This is Antifreeze part three, part two Yuh Young Eli up on this track Up in the stu, up with your boo Yuh, I gotta fan up in my room Yuh, aye Let's get it, yuh Hey You know a boy got manners; you know a boy got the glitz and the glamour You know a boy got the hammer; free all my dawgs that they locked in the slammer Money ain't bring no pain And you know the boy he don't take no slander I gotta monkey brain hop on the track and I'm going bananas I been in the cut, now I gotta gut and now I can't run fast A ticket on rent, that's money well spent but now I got no gas I got the Reese's Pieces paint up in the Bentley Prius but i ain't pay bills this month that's why I got my neck on freezing Isn't it obvious Step on the gas and now all of them followers Can't be a rat if you wanna keep all of us Gotta be bad if you wanna keep calling us Do not be stalling us, cannot stop balling up Call me the doctor the way that I follow up I gotta leave, cannot be seen So I switch in reverse and I'm leaving the scene I got a glock in my pants but I ain't cut to be a rapper I got this song in the bag and it still cut to be a slapper This one hits, that one hits, why you kids napping Everybody gonna wanna mp3; you know this kids happening Called Setsuko you gotta place where I could live in the lush She said no problem left right left and go all the way up Must be nicotine the way I got me hooked on this stuff Can't catch me pandering but we still cooking it up You know a boy got manners; you know a boy got scouts in Atlanta I'm strapped like rambo; past this point can't allow no cameras I just be makin it rain but you know the boy don't start no panic I gotta monkey brain hop on the track and I'm going bananas I gotta minor, I'm studying music I never be tired, I never be snoozing The state's on fire and it starts in like June and I'm not a liar, I just bend the truth I'm in the cut, you in the boonies Cannot be bought when I slide with the goonies Life in a rut, bae in the two seat Aido Potato on deck and it's too heat Uh huh no manners Mustache like ned flanders Uh huh high standards Drip my mommas planters Peek right; Op long it's on sight It's breach; All I see is white I'm stuck in the middle, my head on a swivel I'm calling perdiddle, my enemies snivel Get played like a fiddle, they drool but i dribble I draw but they scribble, I just need a nibble, uh I check the time, a.m.? I might have to cop a McGriddle Take 2, ready? Begin, the team on my back like I'm Kittle I never be tired, I never be snoozing I drip like a scab, it always be oozing She calling me sire, it's kind of amusing It's down to the wire, you always be losing A band on the Marshal; I'm looking for dinkies My game is impartial, it don't need no thinking I'm up in the lab so my aiming is speedy I put it in wraps when I break out the 3-piece You know the kid got grammar, you know the kid is a lyrical hammer You know the kid at the top, but you didn't know him when he had a stammer I cannot stay in my lane, and you know the kid just hunt no gather I gotta monkey brain, I tear up the beat cuz I'm going bananas You know the boy been sadder, you know the fortune and fame don't matter You know the flow like magic, you know I serve it on silver platters You know I know what's bracking, you know the boy don't get caught lacking I gotta monkey brain and I went bananas that ain't no capping Uh, yuh We keep it PG-13 though Anti3ze all quarantine though Yuh Eli out, peace