White Boy Wasted

From the suburbs so I ain't looking for trouble Only pack vacation clothes up in my duffel White boy wasted got me geeking off truffels Mixed with IPA's it got me seeing double Still collect a triple double feel like Russel Dawg game is game recognise the hustle You ain't in my league I'd hate to burst your bubble F*ck out my face with all the nonsense (Yuh Yuh) At first she didn't want to meet Then she heard foreign 6'5 and a super freak White T on my body with a chain shining golden Told me that she got some friends and likes to bring em over Girl that ain't a problem what's the addy send a chauffeur After she done f*ck me sign her titties and my poster Still Run around with savages So I'll be well prepared when attacking us (What we doing doing) Mix the lemonade with deuce Feel like superman attitude on Bruce Wayne Too late baby girl already got a new thing F*ck what you think welcome to the new age From the suburbs so I ain't looking for trouble Only pack that Tommy H up in my duffel White boy wasted got me geeking off truffels Mixed with IPA's I had more than a couple Still collect a triple double feel like Russel Dawg game is game recognise the struggle You ain't in my league I'd hate to burst your bubble F*ck out my face with all the nonsense Playing the game in the way it's designed Never will I hesitate to decline Follow the script so my life is a movie Hide in the shade so you can't block the shine Emphasise it's always family first Drive you to France I won't fly you to Turks Holding on tight those who be a blessing Got rid of those people who feel like curse See for you all now the sky is the limit See now for me the sky's just the beginning Keep it buck man I talk what I'm living Won't fall for the trap of these beautiful women Sun in my face as I'm flying away Drive for success got me lying awake Appreciate even the minor gains Feel like I entered the final phase Full speed on these pussy boys man swear the god you can't slow me down It's G-foreign bitch don't make me repeat cuz I d told you now Roll around I hold it down the poster child No folding now I broke the crown you posed to found I know it now won't be around when I'm posed to bow you broken down From the suburbs so I ain't looking for trouble Only pack vacation clothes up in my duffel White boy wasted got me geeking off a truffels Mixed eith IPA's I had more than a couple Still collect a triple double feel like Russel Dawg game is game recognise the hustle You ain't in my league I'd hate to burst your bubble F*ck out my face with all the nonsense (f*ck out my face)