Ma Boy Dreamville, JID & Lute

[Intro: JID]
This is time for a draw
To hear [?] in the morning
Don't secure in night or day
So when I lay me down, don't lay me there
Look, uh, okay

[Chorus: JID]
My boy (Yeah), my boy (Uh), my boy (Uh)
I was at the BP with my boy (My boy)
Now it's Bentley GT with my boy (My boy)
My boy (My boy), my boy (Uh)
Spin the BT with my boy (Uh)
Now I'm on BET with my boy (My boy)
My boy (My boy), my boy (My boy), my boy
Yeah, my boy (Uh)
I'm a G pushin' P with my boy (G pushin' P with my boy)
'Cause it's always GP with my boy (It's GP with my boy)
My boy (Uh), my boy (Yeah), my boy (Yeah), my boy (Uh)
Throw a TD to my boy (Score)
Now they wanna BB in my boy
Yeah, boy, my boy, look, huh

[Verse 1: JID]
Boy, boy, that's my brother, so play it cool
He a fool, a tool, a loose screw
Pickin' on me, ain't no pick and choose
Either way that you look, it's a lose-lose
Red eyes when the Moon rouge
Screw juice 'cause we drug abused
For the trauma and trouble we thuggin' through
With the same niggas since duck-duck-goose-goose
Boy, I had to get the fuck up and move
Then fuck up the rules, been cut up and bruised too
The ugly wounds will soon turn beautiful, trust me
People ain't pushin' no button, they pussy, my boy
They play the game, but it's rookie, my boy
Locked in chains, took my boy
You don't know how that hard we took it, my boy
So I wrote a hook for my boy (Okay)