Boy Wonder

Boy Wonder - 2 of Everything feat. 2 Chainz & Rees lyrics

rate me

Karate kid bitch, I got a lot of kick

Smoking on that president, no politic

Some niggas getting rich, ain’t got no common sense

I woke up this morning I might buy your bizz

If she look, look, look she get two, two,

Two cops, two blunts longer than your foot

Hair long, money long, everything long

I’m a rapper so I fucked her with my chains on

James Bond swag, check my watch and swirl

See this clock on my rim so they could watch the girl

I am high, so high I need a skyrocket

It look like a phonebook in my pocket

Cops to ask you, cops to ask you

I fly so high I need a skyrocket

Yeah, it’s 2 AM and I’m swishing through like too late

Got two dames and they only in a two thang

Got drugs and sexy and they want it like in two ways

Enough to go around on her head like toupee

Young nigger, but I’m old G

Like broke chain in two ways

You acting, I’m flexing

Get lost bitch, like loose chain

That son of a bitch about two chains

Got diamonds all on my tooth, hey

It’s ass up, you assed out, for fast chains I cast out

I hit the runway till the camera man pulls me up

A couple bands every time a blogger posts me up

She wanna day when I go and eat that girl for lunch

Get to it, it’s cut to it hoes and doubles, that’s my blunt

Cops to ask you, cops to ask you

I fly so high I need a skyrocket

Man, we louse, like the dose

Kicking like I’m wearing soccer clothes

Flex, nigger, stop and pose

I don’t rap, I do rock’n’roll

If she loudest she got to go

Hoover Damn can’t stop the flow

Yeah, I’m popping hope, just put in your mouth like a popsicle

Caught her in an icicle, I ride on this beat like a bicycle

Chase ‘em in a mouse hole

Fuck you, where nigger? South Pole?

Take two shots of this …

Take two hits of this bomb roll

I leave you John Doe or drop you off in the Congo

Blasted on a Mojicon Shot, I took my Puerto Ricans

Trainer dad, James flow ‘cause right now nigga I’m deacon

Sweeping you shall find a hope, you find wherever you seeking

Two cuffs, two blood, two … and it’s …. season

Flex

Cops to ask you, cops to ask you

I fly so high I need a skyrocket

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