"Himothy Mcveigh" lyrics
Boldy James & Antt Beatz Lyrics
(What up, Antt?)
Yeah, let's get it
These niggas been in the way, and I been Himothy Mcveigh
D&G on my sweater, told him I'm ten minutes away
He been waiting forever, I still got ten people in front of him
My line backed up, just caught three more pops off 110
I'm base rock booming when Lauder said we was on the Wyck
I had to get focused, now me and bro could piece up on a ho
When the golden child of the six 'cause really I was chosen
Ain't had to talk niggas to death, I pulled up and I showed them
Can't really remember a time we ain't have no motion
Been a shooter a long time but lately I been coaching
The bag, it don't do no bragging, I don't do no boasting
And my trap don't do no tagging, don't do no posting
Posted with a thousand tabs, ain't no Ibuprofen
Still playing with them 'codones and them mighty morphins
Sipping all this drank, fucking up my vital organs
This morning woke up to a ninety and a pint of Morgan
Can't stand these ol' fugee ass killers
And these funny built broke fake bougee ass niggas
If it wasn't for the net, wouldn't nobody even know you
Really all we wanna know is what's the ticket and the toll?
Is you with it? 'Cause I'm mobile, we deliver if it's local
But let a nigga try some funny shit and we gon' smoke 'em
Call them verified soldiers
Some niggas still couldn't see me with a pair of bifocals
I'm still ain't rocking with no rats in no wine basket
Been had so many pairs of Ye's, I'm coming Carti contact
Smoked so much weed, my little daughter caught a contact
Can't sign no paperwork, ain't enough money in the contract
Ex did forty on me but it's compact
I'll get you fitted for your tux like it's prom night
Heard he got hit up eight times, must got nine lives
All of this ice on my wrist like a Klondike
Glock 45th, been clutching my rod tight
'Cause I done touched more bricks than a construction job site
Gear shifting, can't pull up but got a steer pissin'
So far in the woods, I caught a deer shitting
So ducked off in the hills, dope stuffed all in the wheels
Out the window of the cabin so I honey badger
Off the work and them pills, we count the money faster
Everybody who know me tell me I'm one lucky bastard
Can't stand these ol' fugee ass killers
And these funny built broke fake bougee ass niggas
If it wasn't for the net, wouldn't nobody even know you
Really all we wanna know is what's the ticket and the toll?
Is you with it? 'Cause I'm mobile, we deliver if it's local
But let a nigga try some funny shit and we gon' smoke 'em
Call them verified soldiers
Some niggas still couldn't see me with a pair of bifocals
Where we at?
Jackson
Mafia, what else?
Yeah, let's get it
These niggas been in the way, and I been Himothy Mcveigh
D&G on my sweater, told him I'm ten minutes away
He been waiting forever, I still got ten people in front of him
My line backed up, just caught three more pops off 110
I'm base rock booming when Lauder said we was on the Wyck
I had to get focused, now me and bro could piece up on a ho
When the golden child of the six 'cause really I was chosen
Ain't had to talk niggas to death, I pulled up and I showed them
Can't really remember a time we ain't have no motion
Been a shooter a long time but lately I been coaching
The bag, it don't do no bragging, I don't do no boasting
And my trap don't do no tagging, don't do no posting
Posted with a thousand tabs, ain't no Ibuprofen
Still playing with them 'codones and them mighty morphins
Sipping all this drank, fucking up my vital organs
This morning woke up to a ninety and a pint of Morgan
Can't stand these ol' fugee ass killers
And these funny built broke fake bougee ass niggas
If it wasn't for the net, wouldn't nobody even know you
Really all we wanna know is what's the ticket and the toll?
Is you with it? 'Cause I'm mobile, we deliver if it's local
But let a nigga try some funny shit and we gon' smoke 'em
Call them verified soldiers
Some niggas still couldn't see me with a pair of bifocals
I'm still ain't rocking with no rats in no wine basket
Been had so many pairs of Ye's, I'm coming Carti contact
Smoked so much weed, my little daughter caught a contact
Can't sign no paperwork, ain't enough money in the contract
Ex did forty on me but it's compact
I'll get you fitted for your tux like it's prom night
Heard he got hit up eight times, must got nine lives
All of this ice on my wrist like a Klondike
Glock 45th, been clutching my rod tight
'Cause I done touched more bricks than a construction job site
Gear shifting, can't pull up but got a steer pissin'
So far in the woods, I caught a deer shitting
So ducked off in the hills, dope stuffed all in the wheels
Out the window of the cabin so I honey badger
Off the work and them pills, we count the money faster
Everybody who know me tell me I'm one lucky bastard
Can't stand these ol' fugee ass killers
And these funny built broke fake bougee ass niggas
If it wasn't for the net, wouldn't nobody even know you
Really all we wanna know is what's the ticket and the toll?
Is you with it? 'Cause I'm mobile, we deliver if it's local
But let a nigga try some funny shit and we gon' smoke 'em
Call them verified soldiers
Some niggas still couldn't see me with a pair of bifocals
Where we at?
Jackson
Mafia, what else?
