The boys

When I’m with the boys night seem real long you know we like crank it you know we play pong. When I’m strapped up waiting while your bitch is here. I do a couple jumping jacks and slam another beer. I can’t really wait for the night to be gone. Cause after it’s all over another has begun. Everything I think of while me and the boys. Hanging with these choppers you know me make some noise. Aye lil rohr you gonna make a beat? I said aye bro this ones for the heat. We back we stacked and you don’t want this smoke. When I’m smoking these blunts you know I godda toke. I got gabster in the back. He’s got a big all sack. You know he’s got that cash and you know he likes to flash. Jackson is my homie he’ll never let me down. Even when I’m smoking he always takes me home. I felt kinda sick with that blick when he passed the chopsticks and the clips strapped up with the hicks and them dicks. Aye