Early Worms Get Birds Nicholas Craven & Boldy James (Ft. Mafia Double Dee)
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[Intro: Boldy James]
Where we at?
Yeah
What else?
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
The pop catcher, turn that A1 yola into block letters
Sky-Dweller, all my hoes redbone or they high yella
Lookin' for my gun, it's on the sink, right where I left it
Every promise I was 'posed to keep, my nigga, I kept it
Five-seveN tucked in my Amiris while I'm Pyrexin'
Hi-Techin', stompin' with the killers and the high-steppers
i7 parked in front the spig', somethin like tethеr
Broke it down in all big, half a brick of Brock Lesnar
Sanford & Son, sellin' junkyard dog to my Aunt Esthеr
Addams Family, I can't sell y'all uncle if it's not Fester
Long live my nigga Mach, gotta still apply pressure
Half a man slash half amazing, I'ma die a legend
Plain-Jane Yachty, got all the watches with the right settings
Kept it traditional, the cakes whiter than a nice wedding
My anniversary edition look good while I'm side bettin'
My wrist like I'm jet skiin', but my neck look like I'm ice sleddin'
[Chorus: Boldy James]
Ground that nigga like punishment
Let 'em know it's a new Ferris wheel around and a bunch of sticks
Pop-Tart a nigga, switchin' teams would be jumpin' ship
Stock market magazine, aftermarket hunnid clip
Clown-ass niggas know we run this bitch
Let 'em know that it's a new pharaoh with the crown from the Oven Mitt
Ground that nigga like punishment
Let 'em know it's a new sheriff in the town and he runnin' shit
Where we at?
Yeah
What else?
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
The pop catcher, turn that A1 yola into block letters
Sky-Dweller, all my hoes redbone or they high yella
Lookin' for my gun, it's on the sink, right where I left it
Every promise I was 'posed to keep, my nigga, I kept it
Five-seveN tucked in my Amiris while I'm Pyrexin'
Hi-Techin', stompin' with the killers and the high-steppers
i7 parked in front the spig', somethin like tethеr
Broke it down in all big, half a brick of Brock Lesnar
Sanford & Son, sellin' junkyard dog to my Aunt Esthеr
Addams Family, I can't sell y'all uncle if it's not Fester
Long live my nigga Mach, gotta still apply pressure
Half a man slash half amazing, I'ma die a legend
Plain-Jane Yachty, got all the watches with the right settings
Kept it traditional, the cakes whiter than a nice wedding
My anniversary edition look good while I'm side bettin'
My wrist like I'm jet skiin', but my neck look like I'm ice sleddin'
[Chorus: Boldy James]
Ground that nigga like punishment
Let 'em know it's a new Ferris wheel around and a bunch of sticks
Pop-Tart a nigga, switchin' teams would be jumpin' ship
Stock market magazine, aftermarket hunnid clip
Clown-ass niggas know we run this bitch
Let 'em know that it's a new pharaoh with the crown from the Oven Mitt
Ground that nigga like punishment
Let 'em know it's a new sheriff in the town and he runnin' shit
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