Biker Boyz

Lyrics

[Intro] (This a LeekeLeek banger) Every day I wake up got a different bitch Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits This not a art show, don't get your face glued [Chorus] Every day I wake up gotta different bitch Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns [Verse 1] I be gettin' money, I be gettin paid These niggas all sweet, pink lemonade I come through with guided shots, don't even mind em' I got yo bitch, I fuck her like I'm fuckin' Maya I give that bitch a dream, I'm a walkin' idol And yes I am a Don, ain't no Perignon Buy a hundred clips and shoot whoever son Try to rob me, I'ma bury moms These fufu ass niggas, I'ma bury 'em Looney Toon goons, ain't no cartoon This not a art show, don't get your face glued Pay me, a nigga, put him on the news [Chorus] Every day I wake up gotta different bitch Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns Leave his ass posted like a background My pockets kinda thick, I gotta sack now Stuntin' on these hoes, make her face frown Laughin' to the bank, I'm countin' stacks now [Verse 2] You lovin' on these hoes, man, they come and go Watch me fuck her, do her wrong, she a fed though Designer everything, you wear the same clothes And I got a bunch of bitches, not the same hoes I need a nerd bitch, watch me change those Stack after stack, I'm on a payroll This bitch I gotta hold, she a stain though I be smokin' by the pound, I don't change zones I'm in a fast lane, I'm in a fast car And I'm floatin' to the moon, I'm with NASA I'm in a fast lane, I'm in a fast car And I'm floatin' to the moon, I'm with NASA [Chorus] Every day I wake up gotta different bitch Man, your boyfriend he a lame, he ain't with the shits Lay his ass down, we shootin' MAC rounds Let my biker boyz ride up and attack clowns Leave his ass posted like a background My pockets kinda thick, I gotta sack now Stuntin' on these hoes, make her face frown Laughin' to the bank, I'm countin' stacks now