Boyardee

I'm boyardee
I'm rolling up all the time
This a fur fit
But I don't fuck with a feline
I got poems on my tee
Don't gotta say nun
I'm a mime
Smoking trees
You like to ski
But I can't do that all the time

I'll face your ex mans
I've never seen him though
I spend some dead mans
On some jeans lil bro
Like Taiyogoon it's time to go
Yeah it's time to move
I'm with all my hams
We get scared
And make these tunes
Spend 300 on a shirt
That don't fit me
I'm still never alone
When I'm walking 'round the city
And if you want some clothes from '01
Then just hit me
I know y'all some hoes
Talk that shit
But won't hit me

These not grey jeans
Yeah the color's called dust
Junya on my waist
With margiela thats a must
I'm smoking HD
Now my eyes got the crust
Feeling lazy
Think there's some ***
In my blunt

Yeah he want a piece
Then I'm making a profit
Yeah I'm in old swag
And some shoes you don't got
Bitch Im smoking on your boyfriend
Or whatever you wanna call him
Saw him in his bro's fit
He not really ballin'

She got ricky feet
And theres vetements on my t-shirt
And your mickey beat
Goat fur up on my sneakers
I'm outside the door
I heard henny on the speakers
His fit made him poor
And I got plenty for much cheaper

Swinging through the city
I'm with Andrew not no Toby
I'm not in your committee
Why you think that you could clone me
I'm with gotscared
Thats all my homies
And you were never there
So don't be acting like you know me