White Boy Lyrics

Cup slush mad ice

White boy Matt ox

Skool shooter mad chops

Talk crazy mad shots

Sipping mad pop

Shit I might blow

Pockets need some lipo

Blow it on some nice clothese

Pop a pill Im on a tight rope

See me fall shit they might hope

And you know we blowing mad smoke

Turn that boy into a mad ghost

Uh shit you Betta watch yo lips

Brand new choppa on my hip let pop and leave kiss

Shit my white boy a gorilla

He don't step that nigga skips

At yo gumball bout that bands turn to benson in the bitch

I got muscle like I'm Mitch

Starting tweaking gotta twitch

Brand new Glock it got a switch

Brand new glove I gotta itch

Shit I might just do the most and up the five and make a ghost

I'm so proper when I pour I lift my pinky up when I toast

Cup slush mad ice

White boy Matt ox

Skool shooter mad chops

Talk crazy mad shots

Sipping mad pop

Shit I might blow

Pockets need some lipo

Blow it on some nice clothese

Pop a pill Im on a tight rope

See me fall shit they might hope

And you know we blowing mad smoke

Turn that boy into a mad ghost

Im tryna wake up from this dream

Shit I think I might just fall

You can tell by how Eileen

Shit I'm tryna feed the team

Play like Draymond for the green

Bet this nine'll up the score

Its a dub I'll light the beam

Tried to book me for a regular show told em I need 50

I'll act a coon for all these ducking birds damn I feel like rigby

My white boy stay with sticks playing hockey like he Sydney

I'm to black to fucking bruise but the Choppa leaving hickeys