Boston

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[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