[Intro]
It's good somethin'
Long sticks, draco, man
I like this one, on this one right here bro
Slaughter take somethin'
Good one
[Chorus]
Long sticks, dracos, n***a that's good bumpin'
Hundreds grams in the bowl, b**h that's good money
Jumpin' out the work and b**h I made a lot of money
Walkin' down the Bouldercrest, pocket full of hundreds
I ain't worryin' 'bout sh**, you talk that sh**, you better live that sh**
Talkin' 'bout thirty-two, thirty-two, hut, n***a we be runnin' this sh**
Who? smash who and take what?
Say what and shoot who?
Rob who? ayy f** you n***a
[Verse 1]
n***a talkin' 'bout Bouldercrest El Chapo
We ain't never seen you in Bouldercrest with no chapo
n***a come down Bouldercrest, we gon' hit you with that chapo
Slime Nudy b**h, I'm Bouldercrest El Chapo
Ridin' through magnolia with that dirty stick
I got these young n***as, yeah they ready, we on some dirty sh**
We on that molly, know we geekin', f** some f** sh**
Roll the window down, is that OJ? I'm finna shoot that b**h, yeah
n***as be talkin', we pullin' up
Chop it out then we hit him up
Fifty round clip, we gon' flip him up
Catch him down bad and we tie him up
n***as you just got some wrestle money
Huh? got that Valpo money
Take him out n***a, we wipe him out
Snip your motherf**in' fingers off
[Chorus]
Long sticks, dracos, n***a that's good bumpin'
Hundreds grams in the bowl, b**h that's good money
Jumpin' out the work and b**h I made a lot of money
Walkin' down the Bouldercrest, pocket full of hundreds
I ain't worryin' 'bout sh**, you talk that sh**, you better live that sh**
Talkin' 'bout thirty-two, thirty-two, hut, n***a we be runnin' this sh**
Who? smash who and take what?
Say what and shoot who?
Rob who? ayy f** you n***a
[Verse 2]
All these n***as talkin' 'bout they buddy the face of East Atlanta
Me, [?] motherf**er, and Young Drake [?] of East Atlanta
We run this motherf**er, y'all n***as ain't nothin' but undercover
You p**y, lil fake a** drug dealers
You p**y, lil fake a** street n***a
I never seen none of you n***as in the streets
None of you n***as walkin' around with that thirty round hangin' at the end of your heat
You n***as couldn't move like me
Bon appetit, your b**h is a freak and [?] a feast
Pa** to my team
You know that we treatin' that ho like a screech
We switchin' up on her, we switchin' lanes
All of my n***as rep Murder Gang
Big B's n***a, man you know what I bang
S double M be the name
Um, rob who and take what?
Say who, we shoot what?
Take off, that's what what, hah
[Chorus]
Long sticks, dracos, n***a that's good bumpin'
Hundreds grams in the bowl, b**h that's good money
Jumpin' out the work and b**h I made a lot of money
Walkin' down the Bouldercrest, pocket full of hundreds
I ain't worryin' 'bout sh**, you talk that sh**, you better live that sh**
Talkin' 'bout thirty-two, thirty-two, hut, n***a we be runnin' this sh**
Who? smash who and take what?
Say what and shoot who?
Rob who? ayy f** you n***a
[Outro]
Yeah
f** you n***a
These n***as talkin' 'bout they run Bouldercrest
n***a y'all don't run sh** n***a
Slim thirty, PDE n***a, Magnolia n***a
Y'all know what the f** goin' on n***a
We run this motherf**er n***a
Straight up and down, from the beginning of Bouldercrest to the end of Bouldercrest n***a
f** what you're talkin' 'bout, huh