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Exotic Geo - BOULDER ONE Lyrics



Exotic Geo - BOULDER ONE Lyrics




I told her, shorty, I don't got time, you can't make it on my schedule
Every night I'm thanking, God, I ain't never seen the federal
Treating every girl the same, I can't put them on the pedestal
You a buster no Dave, ain't nobody really scared of you

I gotta stay with my drink, niggas thought this shit was Thera-flu'
I can't be hangin' with some lames, many niggas gone embarrass you
When you down on your dick, ain't nobody really there for you
Don't be asking me for help, ain't no way I'm gonna answer you

I really did it on my own, I can say that I'm proud of it
Ending beef on my own, when the gang really started it
How, I was trapping up in school, shoulda got a business scholarship
I'm on a mission for the blues, cause a nigga need a lot of them

Makin' plays with them birds, I be feelin' like I'm Donovan
You can put them guns up, nigga, we can really squabble then
Told these niggas that I'm strapped, try to run up, then I'm popping them

How I'm kicking doors in, I be feeling like swat and them
Chosen by the thug life, I be feeling like Pac and them
The gang keep a pole on them, ain't no way that you be robbing them
I had to make my own lane, something like a top shotter' did

When I'm done with this shit, boy, I'ma have my own holiday
You gotta say it with your chest, Im trying to hear what you wanna say
Four-fifth pointed at his chest, I made that nigga run away
I be workin' like a slave, but I'm really gonna run away

I can't trust none of these niggas, only what the money counter say
Catch me talking to a bag, I'm like, what you tryna' do today
Told that nigga, give it up, boy, your time is too late
And all them jewels that you rock, man, this shit's just too fake

I'm rappin' like I'm Tupac, off a shot of that Duce
I gotta treat her like a thot if a nigga do say
Catch me at the McDonald's, don't eat no soufflé
All my bitches stepping proper, all my bitches really bad

I told that nigga, get to it, how you goin' out sad
I can't be talking to the camera, nigga this ain't Vlad
Its like the scene panoramic, I can see everything
I got a Gucci bandana, I be feeling like I'm Soulja

Im lil' peep in this bitch, I'ma tell the bitch I told ya
Pop a Addy, drink a Red Bull, I'm mixin' it with Folgers
I be cooling in the mountains, how the hell you supposed to be colder
Like my first time cheating in school with the folders

Really jumping at the gym, put a hole up in my sneakers
I'm off the stims', off the uppers, I be feeling like a tweaker
I knew I wanted be in the field when I seen it on the bleachers
I taught myself about the numbers, I ain't never need a teacher

I'll have my nigga clean a stain like a mother f*cking cleaner
I gotta keep a Spanish hoe, gotta keep a couple beaners
I was looking into to my future, I ain't never been a dreamer
Nigga, I'm always on key, it don't matter what it is

I got my priorities straight and need money, not a bitch
This nigga flexin' in the Civic, boy, I'm tryna get a Benz
I had her pussy for two weeks, so I'ma try and f*ck her friends
Said I'm coolin' in the cut, nigga, I had to get it up

I took a bitch to McDonald's, now she tryna get f*cked
I ain't good with the hints, you gotta tell me what's up
A nigga livin' off the hinges, boy, I'm really crazy as f*ck
Gotta keep a stick on me like I'm playin' putt-putt

I'm told shorty to use your mouth, I don't want your butt-butt
Can't close any doors, but a nigga might open them
These niggas hating on my gang, but they steady getting close to them
If I couldn't get the Benz, nigga, might get a Rover then

I can't stand young bitches, so I'm about to get older one
Like my ex, bitch, is a thot, so I gotta get a colder one
I got this za' from the mountains, I be talking bout the bolder one
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I told her, shorty, I don't got time, you can't make it on my schedule
Every night I'm thanking, God, I ain't never seen the federal
Treating every girl the same, I can't put them on the pedestal
You a buster no Dave, ain't nobody really scared of you

I gotta stay with my drink, niggas thought this shit was Thera-flu'
I can't be hangin' with some lames, many niggas gone embarrass you
When you down on your dick, ain't nobody really there for you
Don't be asking me for help, ain't no way I'm gonna answer you

I really did it on my own, I can say that I'm proud of it
Ending beef on my own, when the gang really started it
How, I was trapping up in school, shoulda got a business scholarship
I'm on a mission for the blues, cause a nigga need a lot of them

Makin' plays with them birds, I be feelin' like I'm Donovan
You can put them guns up, nigga, we can really squabble then
Told these niggas that I'm strapped, try to run up, then I'm popping them

How I'm kicking doors in, I be feeling like swat and them
Chosen by the thug life, I be feeling like Pac and them
The gang keep a pole on them, ain't no way that you be robbing them
I had to make my own lane, something like a top shotter' did

When I'm done with this shit, boy, I'ma have my own holiday
You gotta say it with your chest, Im trying to hear what you wanna say
Four-fifth pointed at his chest, I made that nigga run away
I be workin' like a slave, but I'm really gonna run away

I can't trust none of these niggas, only what the money counter say
Catch me talking to a bag, I'm like, what you tryna' do today
Told that nigga, give it up, boy, your time is too late
And all them jewels that you rock, man, this shit's just too fake

I'm rappin' like I'm Tupac, off a shot of that Duce
I gotta treat her like a thot if a nigga do say
Catch me at the McDonald's, don't eat no soufflé
All my bitches stepping proper, all my bitches really bad

I told that nigga, get to it, how you goin' out sad
I can't be talking to the camera, nigga this ain't Vlad
Its like the scene panoramic, I can see everything
I got a Gucci bandana, I be feeling like I'm Soulja

Im lil' peep in this bitch, I'ma tell the bitch I told ya
Pop a Addy, drink a Red Bull, I'm mixin' it with Folgers
I be cooling in the mountains, how the hell you supposed to be colder
Like my first time cheating in school with the folders

Really jumping at the gym, put a hole up in my sneakers
I'm off the stims', off the uppers, I be feeling like a tweaker
I knew I wanted be in the field when I seen it on the bleachers
I taught myself about the numbers, I ain't never need a teacher

I'll have my nigga clean a stain like a mother f*cking cleaner
I gotta keep a Spanish hoe, gotta keep a couple beaners
I was looking into to my future, I ain't never been a dreamer
Nigga, I'm always on key, it don't matter what it is

I got my priorities straight and need money, not a bitch
This nigga flexin' in the Civic, boy, I'm tryna get a Benz
I had her pussy for two weeks, so I'ma try and f*ck her friends
Said I'm coolin' in the cut, nigga, I had to get it up

I took a bitch to McDonald's, now she tryna get f*cked
I ain't good with the hints, you gotta tell me what's up
A nigga livin' off the hinges, boy, I'm really crazy as f*ck
Gotta keep a stick on me like I'm playin' putt-putt

I'm told shorty to use your mouth, I don't want your butt-butt
Can't close any doors, but a nigga might open them
These niggas hating on my gang, but they steady getting close to them
If I couldn't get the Benz, nigga, might get a Rover then

I can't stand young bitches, so I'm about to get older one
Like my ex, bitch, is a thot, so I gotta get a colder one
I got this za' from the mountains, I be talking bout the bolder one
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Performed By: Exotic Geo
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Exotic Geo

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