Turtle NoJoke - Bow Boyz lyrics

[Verse 1 : Pricetag] One time, look I'm the type of n***a who put on for his bros Went from sleepin' on the floor, then gettin' four grand a show The type of n***a with no daddy, who was raised around Crips If the homie's gon' do time, we puttin' bread on his box The type of n***a on his pimpin' go this game and be pitchin' Who addicted to money but allergic to snitchin' The type of n***a that know it's your girl and tell you she fine Lookin' you in your eyes, plot on her and tell you "She mine" [Verse 2 : Turtle NoJoke] See I'm the type of n***a he hate and the type of n***a she love That smokin' on, that drinkin' on, that stamblin' at the club We the type of n***a, you the type of n***a that communicate with them boys Shots fired at 10 o'clock, But the cop siren, hear that noise Beat that case like I'm O.J with a bad b**h like foreplay Car black like Rosay better listen what this boss say Play day like role play the bullsh** I olay Car red like a nose bleed Conversations like four jeans [Verse 3 : Pricetag] I'm the type of n***a who ain't changed for fame With a single street mama that just gave him the game The type of n***as with empty Christmas's but ain't sad But gotta put on for his son and gave him what he ain't have The type of n***a who be stuntin', takin' all the chances Gettin' all this money, doin' the fly dances The type of n***a that's captain they call in the place Who puttin' and got a the top as it's fallin into place [Verse 4 : Oktane] The type of n***a 'bout 50 deep in the club Bow Boy that got you girl trynna creep in the club Level headed soldier that's only about bread and his brothers That'll make a nasty look girl, like your baby's mother The type of n***a that turn your club up Let me get that hand clap Bring me any beat, I bring his head back Type of n***a that's gon' get on and stay on Type of n***a that make you clique this just to hatin' on [Hook] x8 Yeah it' them Bow Boyz, it's them Bow Boyz (We on fire) [Verse 5 : Pricetag] I'm the type of n***a who prolly should be runnig for mayor Who be sagin' in the toe, pinky thumb in the air The type of n***a who ain't got no other choise but to make it Be on the d-low but the G-Code he never gon' break it The type of n***a who don't look at the tag when he shoppin' And go' jumpin' in the head up if the homies lockin' The type of n***a that see a belt and just spinnin' stack on it Then hit the studio make the beat and then rap on it [Verse 6 : Turtle NoJoke] See I'm the type of n***a that silent No word can break my (?) Lil mama hour fine call that b**h my perfect timing Introduce you to my giants, this is Fe, Fi, and Fo, Fum Might not got aim but, how you gon dodge 4 guns? Price what it do ? Okt what it is bro ? Can't convict the brodie if they can't find the witness Ask me what I'm doing and prolly kickin' back chillin' Rollin' up purps and then smoke to the ceiling [Verse 7 : Oktane] Uhhh Type of n***a drinkin 'till his body heatin' up Mayweather to your girl's body, I beat it up Type of n***a that keep that money with a wedding ring You girl asked me "What's new?" and I told her "everythang!" BOW money and music, we winnin' n***a you loosin' And that's the main reason that your girlfriend choosin' I know I'm that n***a you ain't even got a clap Cause I run my city you ain't even got a lap BOW! [Price] Ya ! It's B-O-Dub n***a Ya already know what it is Man it's Brodies Over Everything my n***a It's Brodies Over Haters my n***a It's Brodies Over Fake n***as Man straight up Free my n***a Matt Free my n***a Ninja We out here you already know what it is I.E stand up! B-O-Dub, pinkie and thumb my n***as That's all you gonna see Let's get it [Hook]x8