30 Boppa

(FOREVEROLLING)
 Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine
 If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans
 I served him some Reggie, he came back this nigga too green
 I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed
 I pray every day that EST don't ever snake me
 I think every day bout putting yall faces on white tees
 I been up for months, it's on my mind, it's like I can't sleep
 I'ma drop a million on they block before take me
 Ahh ahh, let that drac squeeze
 Made yo mans a Dolphin, niggas must thought this was fake beef
 Who would think the street where you grew up a place you can't be
 Shed the light on Louisville gangsta trappers yall should thank me
 Niggas couldn't control me I'ma boss it made them hate me
 I had dreams of rarris racing quanny on the ten speed
 Niggas sell so much dope in they raps and ain't got 10 g's
 Niggas shoot so much guns in they raps how they ain't killed me
 Est magician team, we turn y'all cows to swiss cheese
 Bullets beat the shit out GMC's Michael Bisping
 I was selling midget bags for 18 like 6-3's
 I was telling 30 take a break he said he can't leave
 Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine
 If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans
 I served him some Reggie, he came back this nigga too green
 I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed
 I pray every day that EST don't never snake me
 I think every day bout putting yall faces on white tees
 I been up for months, it's on my mind, it's like I can't sleep
 I'ma drop a million on they block before take me
 Before I left the hood I made sure everybody good
 Never question where I stood, If it wasn't no line I drew it
 I done flew it, I done grew it, I became I connoisseur
 In my section I got pull fuck that talking let's get to it
 Say they doing good but could apply some pressure to big Don Juan
 Type of nigga can't even send no blicks cause he wear pom poms
 Type of niggas pawning all his jewelry nigga can't be serious
 Just fast and the furious in the crown spot
 10 block with a Curry shot, 30 got his 30 cocked
 55 make y'all go into hiding, niggas rapping lies, ain't no flaw in mine
 I'm one of a kind I ain't hard to find young street guide me and all my guys on the island
 Swinging out the window with them thangs became a routine
 If you got all bands you can put 50 in some blue jeans
 I served him some Reggie, he came back this nigga too green
 I pray every day I'm not in too deep with a J Reed