Jay Cino - #BoolinInNebraska lyrics

[Intro] n***as change over change It's bigger money ahead All this expensive thinking I put a don on my head I could blow up his frame or hurt his pockets instead Supply his project with product and then I lock it like dreads Like hold up hold up I'm that n***a gettin stakey Ya b**h she say she wanna have my baby I feel just like I'm Mitch up inda 80's Flow be crazy Mickey on me I ain't talkin bout no baby [Verse 1] Been a minute since I talked my sh** now please let me talk my sh** No we ain't negotiating So please stop the offering Got it on my own In these streets ima pharmacist Ya dirt be dirt cheap Can you please stop the bargaining Might step out in margelias but dirty vans what I'm trappin in Cooler than a fan but inda hood wit some savages Weed it be so loud Nomore playing with counterfeits Those pennies bro ain't proud That crack color like maserk Big fur for the winter I'm been grinding all summer I f** her friend and get my phone And probably text her I love her Like ima dog ASPCA Raw in my DNA Boy you won't let it spray Fraud gangsta gta n***as always talkin but never talkin bout numbers I play it cool in these streets cus the block hotter than summer For the Bando f** a ducee and probably tell her I love her Like a kangol or a Coogi she throw it back on a hustler [Hook] Lotta work so I need scale now All my n***as POPPIN bottles And we f**in with the models Man I swear I'm going glory off my cell now What you needed come and cop it What you wanted boy I gotta Lotta work so I need scale now All my n***as POPPIN bottles And we f**in with the models Man I swear I'm going glory off my cell now What you needed come and cop it What you wanted boy I got it [Verse 2] Nike tech and some balencies To get more balencies Or to hit the teller Just to teller I need me a Mickey In the vippy smokin sticky sh** is Litty This Shirt Givenchy balmain denim nomo true religies I cop my don c from Barney's We don't play games like Atari I Post on blocks like amare Break up like nick and safaree I'm that f** in ya lobby Who smell like ounces of sowie Talkin bout ounces of sowie I move those fast like Bugatti Scheming all in a Beamer This b**h is from Argentina Gotta booty like Trina But her lips Angelina But if she act like a diva You kno the kid never need her I just f** and delete her Im talkin Parker like Peter Head crack any n***a think he good wit the fever There ain't no pattin my n***as dont sneak the with the Nina I got my pack in the building if you lookin for reefer Ruger popout wit heaters In the field like he jeter Hit the dj up if he don't keep on playin my sh** Keep my business over b**hes ion play wit this sh** And if a goofy make a movie he gon star in this clip We boolin in Nebraska 100 hoes in this sh** [Hook]