boyardee

I'm boyardee I'm rolling up all the time This a fur fit But I don't f*ck with a feline I got poems on my tee Don't gotta say nun I'm a mime Smoking trees You like to ski But I can't do that all the time I'll face your ex mans I've never seen him though I spend some dead mans On some jeans lil bro Like Taiyogoon it's time to go Yeah it's time to move I'm with all my hams We get scared And make these tunes Spend 300 on a shirt That don't fit me I'm still never alone When I'm walking 'round the city And if you want some clothes from '01 Then just hit me I know y'all some hoes Talk that shit But won't hit me These not grey jeans Yeah the color's called dust Junya on my waist With margiela thats a must I'm smoking HD Now my eyes got the crust Feeling lazy Think there's some *** In my blunt Yeah he want a piece Then I'm making a profit Yeah I'm in old swag And some shoes you don't got Bitch Im smoking on your boyfriend Or whatever you wanna call him Saw him in his bro's fit He not really ballin' She got ricky feet And theres vetements on my t-shirt And your mickey beat Goat fur up on my sneakers I'm outside the door I heard henny on the speakers His fit made him poor And I got plenty for much cheaper Swinging through the city I'm with Andrew not no Toby I'm not in your committee Why you think that you could clone me I'm with gotscared Thats all my homies And you were never there So don't be acting like you know me