Freddie Gibbs - Boat Races lyrics

rate me

I’m on the first thing smoke, smoking on some dope

That I got from all that O, all my niggas slow-mo

Mr. Mac Millies, we in my Phantom, most dope

It’s crack in my drawers, back against the wall, overdose

Michael Jack trill, in Manila Billy O’s

Yeah, you all in the court, gets tough, tough kids go

All over a sudden these niggas candy cane

And they sugarcoating the money they making in the hood, they rogue

Caught up in the mall, never even touched a hoe

While I’m under mild drugs only think you fuck your nose

I know some youngins click the up and that’s ready to blow

And we don’t play them hookers, we are homophobes

It’s concrete but you already know the slogan

Abbreviate, my appreciation is a token

Laughing all the way to the bank, no lacking the loafer

Keep a couple addicts to get a new package of dope

Paying taxes to full bands, slapping with no hand

Hand to hand, hand the samples out, that’s free promotion

Jealousy is a weak emotion, picture me rolling

Speedboat on the beach, oh shit, at the boat race

Gangsta G, 87 cut smoke

Ship it off and get my pocket used to bust it open

Hennessey and Coca Cola keep a nigga low key

I slow it up promethazine, I finna go potion

Potion, drug dealer and abuser

I used to get up and pop all the oxycontin then get suited

String it in my weed cause I was way too scared to do it

Live in a movie like a young don, serving heron, shooting

Shooting sugar limbs out with sake, then the nigga popping

Shit is heating for you bastards

I’m throwing ‘em on the Glock

And leave my nigga cop the Cola, the soda and yo locking everything

I slip my feet in new sneakers like Mr. Roberts, bitch

Hold me down to poster child for parents visual

My kitchen now you noticed that this shit be in the air

You buy the first, I front the second, call me in a pair

Stepping on the back, I break these birds off like Kevin Whiff, bitch