My Boys YFN Lucci & Yung Bleu

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
My boys, my boys, my boys, my boys, my boys
We hard, we hard, we hard, we hard, we hard
My boys, my boys, my boys, my boys, my boys
We hard, we hard, we hard, we hard, we hard
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe season
Hop out the coupe, I got the roof leavin'
And you know I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot you for no reason
I ain't playin' no games, I'ma do this shit here for my boys

[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
Yeah that my boy for sure, we finna ball for sure
I'm whippin' up all the dope, my nigga want all the smoke
My gang gang, that's gang, new AP, new chain
New Lambo, new Range, these bitches they all the same
Hit from the back, she gon' call my name
Fuck her while she got on all my chains
She got that water, Fiji, Fiji
I had to wait for my season, season
My young nigga got stopped, no season
Turbo push start, I ain't gotta key it
Nigga walked out for no reason
Drank so much my nose bleedin'
My lil nigga caught in a jam, he finna go to the slammer
We gotta go do the business, we gotta kill every witness
We gotta go get them toys
They ask me why I did it, I did this shit here for my boys