My Boys
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Ayy, Stevie killed the beat
What your mama tell you 'bout hangin' with them Bedford boys, boy?
You gotta finesse the check to get the best of my boys
Never forget the set, I'm standin' next to my boys
Still acceptin' collections, claimin' rest of my boys
Yeah, yeah, I'm blessin' my boys
Yeah, yeah, we been some hot boys
Yeah, yeah, you know them my boys
Yeah, yeah, we been some hot boys
On my mind, Baby Duck and JD was my boys
I'm posted up on the A with JT, make noise
Ron-Ron shoot for me with no fee, that's my boy
Time to run up a check, then I invest in T-Roy
All the smoke up in the bus, I call it Cookie Chips Ahoy
I'm posted with baby 'Ron, don't know why he keepin' that toy
I love to bet up them bands, I use my hands, I'm Floyd
Poppin' all of the Xans, I feel like Cam, oh boy
On the Lane, we not unemployed
We flippin' bricks out of joy
You ain't shootin' shit out of joy
Bro throw 'em like Colt McCoy
You owe me, you know it's on
Don't pay me, you know it's on
Tizzy, he be the general, know Young Ronbo the don
What your mama tell you 'bout hangin' with them Bedford boys, boy?
You gotta finesse the check to get the best of my boys
Never forget the set, I'm standin' next to my boys
Still acceptin' collections, claimin' rest of my boys
Yeah, yeah, I'm blessin' my boys
Yeah, yeah, we been some hot boys
Yeah, yeah, you know them my boys
Yeah, yeah, we been some hot boys
Blessin' all of my niggas, I'm the only thing they got
If I ain't get it, then give 'em, then you know they got me back
Ronny hit me from Fiji's, you know that's a couple stacks
I pull up and fuck with Stevie, you know that's a couple tracks
Don't tell me your bitch, she need me, you know I fuck up her track
I do this for all my niggas that's hustlin', stuck in the trap
You pull up on me, you want it, you know I'm uppin' my strap
And I ain't sellin' no drugs, but still the line and shit tapped
Talkin' 'bout some shit that you know we on
Don't call me 'bout some shit that you know we doin'
I'm coolin', smokin' some shit you ain't blowin' on
Don't come coolin' on Bedford with a Rollie on
What your mama tell you 'bout hangin' with them Bedford boys, boy?
You gotta finesse the check to get the best of my boys
Never forget the set, I'm standin' next to my boys
Still acceptin' collections, claimin' rest of my boys
Yeah, yeah, I'm blessin' my boys
Yeah, yeah, we been some hot boys
Yeah, yeah, you know them my boys
Yeah, yeah, we been some hot boys