Peet - Boiler Room Lyrics

Back in the day there was nothing to do
Now i got all of these things
I know what to do

I gotta go pull up on the opps woah
They ain't the crew

I got thirty five thirty five woah
Shooting at you

I gotta go to Tacoma mall uh
And buy new shoes

I don't even give a f*ck about you boo
I ain't sorry boo

I be off that with the forty five uh
I shot at this group woah

I be just missing a screw woah
I be just going so loose

Gotta bad bitch wanna go a f*ck me
O-woo i don't even leave the opps no clue

I be outside planting money trees
Oh you see how they grew?

I be just up like all the time
I don't got a curfew

We be at the bank woah
You don't see what i withdrew

Got all these f*cking bands up in my pocket
That ain't untrue

We just gonna pop the f*cking mollys
Got the diamonds like ooo
Got the diamonds like ooo
I got high value
I be sick, I be sick, my life so taboo