[Intro]
[Refrain]
Boardman gets buckets
If it ain't about a check then fuck it
Filet mignon from *unknown* always in my stomach
Talkin’ down, make your profile public
Guess it wasn't what he wanted
Boardman gets paid
Bloodsuckers mad cause I'm sliding on glaze
Tired of playing in this game
Dirty ass to Everglades
They gon’ throw forever shade
She just made one specifically to stalk me on my page
[Verse]
Got it, copped a baby 9
Got a baby on the way
They gon' knock me off my prime
It's like in Amazon these days
It's gorillas out the blinds
It's some tigers out they cage
I got money on my mind
I went out and I got paid
Fuck them boys I ain't afraid
Need to challenge your own skates
I could be playing streets of rage
Money dancing like I'm skate
I'm a mystic, I’m amazed
Look how I created waves
They don’t put you on no flyers
We don't make the same wave
You so petty, I’m unfazed
It look better when I'm great
Never let em see you sweat
My deodorant amazin'
I'm fully charged up now
I feel like I been tazed
We start throwing Mars up when we hopping out that spaceship
I’m in the car tucked off somewhere with my asian
I'm always on the creep like a fuckin secret agent
Shallow as the creek and she suck at conversation
I still might her let feed me that's just an observation
I love my occupation
Sliding home like I'm safe
If you playing center field you'll more likely catch a case
I just privated my Facebook cause niggas on some gay shit, it's lame
If you talk behind my back to my face *unknown*
[Refrain]
Boardman gets paid
In a lawn chair smokin' in the shade
Split my crosshairs, don't come through my aim
Run my fingers down my yellow bitch frame
I'm *unknown* my two braids
Boardman gets buckets
If it ain't about a check then fuck it
7 bands and a half then tuck it
If it ain't conversation then it's off subject
Sometimes that's too hard to stomach
Boardman gets paid