Boston

Lyrics from Snippet [Verse 1: Dom Kennedy] My bills 50,000 a month [Verse 2: Hit-Boy] No Cap Sat down hike. I'm running through 40 yard play on the field I ain't fumble you, I punish you I make money move, got 100 grooves I need more than my ego stroked Got too much to drink in this red cup Little bitch I don't need no more Hoes broke, they like smoking Friday going through Debo clothes You niggas should've started finding Nemo cuz you gon need more hoes They not around when the [?] I'm at heat though ready to go I might pull down Chevy on spoke Take the whole thing, just don't choke bitch I'm in the middle of the mountains with the hoe wе playing house I should have sang in a Stylistics nigga I got a 100 style Stupid crazy dummy pow baddiеs out in Boston I get Celtics money, I learned from all my losses I'm in traffic on the way home, I'm finna cop tree It's 12 a.m, she want the sauces, that's a hot link Combo with the soft drink, but we never coming soft Half a milly through your stereo, say she can't turn it off (Nope, nope) New York niggas even staying Sunday night Benny and Freddie beefing, I still flip one-way flight I met her Sunday morning, hit her Sunday night and she runway fine [Outro: Hit-Boy] Dom K, that's my slime Don't try to dap me up Half-a-mill 26