"Biker Boyz" lyrics
(This a LeekeLeek banger)
Every day I wake up got a different bitch
Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
This not a art show, don't get your face glued
Every day I wake up gotta different bitch
Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds
Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns
I be gettin' money, I be gettin paid
These niggas all sweet, pink lemonade
I come through with guided shots, don't even mind em'
I got yo bitch, I fuck her like I'm fuckin' Maya
I give that bitch a dream, I'm a walkin' idol
And yes I am a Don, ain't no Perignon
Buy a hundred clips and shoot whoever son
Try to rob me, I'ma bury moms
These fufu ass niggas, I'ma bury 'em
Looney Toon goons, ain't no cartoon
This not a art show, don't get your face glued
Pay me, a nigga, put him on the news
Every day I wake up gotta different bitch
Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds
Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns
Leave his ass posted like a background
My pockets kinda thick, I gotta sack now
Stuntin' on these hoes, make her face frown
Laughin' to the bank, I'm countin' stacks now
You lovin' on these hoes, man, they come and go
Watch me fuck her, do her wrong, she a fed though
Designer everything, you wear the same clothes
And I got a bunch of bitches, not the same hoes
I need a nerd bitch, watch me change those
Stack after stack, I'm on a payroll
This bitch I gotta hold, she a stain though
I be smokin' by the pound, I don't change zones
I'm in a fast lane, I'm in a fast car
And I'm floatin' to the moon, I'm with NASA
I'm in a fast lane, I'm in a fast car
And I'm floatin' to the moon, I'm with NASA
Every day I wake up gotta different bitch
Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds
Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns
Leave his ass posted like a background
My pockets kinda thick, I gotta sack now
Stuntin' on these hoes, make her face frown
Laughin' to the bank, I'm countin' stacks now
Every day I wake up got a different bitch
Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
This not a art show, don't get your face glued
Every day I wake up gotta different bitch
Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds
Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns
I be gettin' money, I be gettin paid
These niggas all sweet, pink lemonade
I come through with guided shots, don't even mind em'
I got yo bitch, I fuck her like I'm fuckin' Maya
I give that bitch a dream, I'm a walkin' idol
And yes I am a Don, ain't no Perignon
Buy a hundred clips and shoot whoever son
Try to rob me, I'ma bury moms
These fufu ass niggas, I'ma bury 'em
Looney Toon goons, ain't no cartoon
This not a art show, don't get your face glued
Pay me, a nigga, put him on the news
Every day I wake up gotta different bitch
Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds
Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns
Leave his ass posted like a background
My pockets kinda thick, I gotta sack now
Stuntin' on these hoes, make her face frown
Laughin' to the bank, I'm countin' stacks now
You lovin' on these hoes, man, they come and go
Watch me fuck her, do her wrong, she a fed though
Designer everything, you wear the same clothes
And I got a bunch of bitches, not the same hoes
I need a nerd bitch, watch me change those
Stack after stack, I'm on a payroll
This bitch I gotta hold, she a stain though
I be smokin' by the pound, I don't change zones
I'm in a fast lane, I'm in a fast car
And I'm floatin' to the moon, I'm with NASA
I'm in a fast lane, I'm in a fast car
And I'm floatin' to the moon, I'm with NASA
Every day I wake up gotta different bitch
Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits
Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds
Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns
Leave his ass posted like a background
My pockets kinda thick, I gotta sack now
Stuntin' on these hoes, make her face frown
Laughin' to the bank, I'm countin' stacks now
Writer(s): Meko Walker, Chadron S. Moore, Kwan Jahi McGinty, Erik E. Smith
