BOOLIN. w/ iami 
prod. by iami
art cover by prow chilla

Lyrics: 

hook

I aint got shit to do so i went and got the loot
Dick longer than bamboo i might pipe ya boo
Said she coming with a friend i got sauce for two
We was walkin in the rain now we coppin coupes
Call me bob the builder how im pullin out the tool
If you talkin bout some cash you can call me too
Chocolate bitch uh Erykah Badu uh
Eat it up uh feel like Majin Buu 

Run it up huh
Run it up 
yea huh yea
Run it up
Run it up 
Run it up
Huh yea huh

Run it up huh
Run it up 
yea huh yea
Run it up
Run it up 
Run it up
Huh yea huh

verse 

Niggas actin slick we don't do it by the script
Fast forward im the shit bitches dyin to get a kiss
We ain't had no pot to piss on our own had no assist
Had to do it like im nike (you could tell by the fit)

Bitch i came from the K linked up with the A yea
Whole lotta gang bust like an A-K yea
Feel it in my vein im nothing to phase
Yea I'm one with the bass (im nothing to phase)

Wildin' outside and i got a sick fit yea
Cant let no nigga play me so i need a slick bitch yea
Let a nigga try me then he goin six feet ya
I get kinda bored then remembered that


I aint got shit to do so i went and got the loot
Dick longer than bamboo i might pipe ya boo
Said she coming with a friend i got sauce for two
We was walkin in the rain now we coppin coupes
Call me bob the builder how im pullin out the tool
If you talkin bout some cash you can call me too
Chocolate bitch uh Erykah Badu uh
Eat it up uh feel like Majin Buu 

Run it up huh
Run it up 
yea huh yea
Run it up
Run it up 
Run it up
Huh yea huh

Run it up huh
Run it up 
yea huh yea
Run it up
Run it up 
Run it up
Huh yea huh

verse 2 by iami

Hunnid fifty bucky on my pocket cannot stop me uh
Nigga try me imma turn em to a zombie uh
Slice it up nigga chop chop this is regular
Find me where the trees at lil nigga i feel like jaguar

Im the typa nigga get a nigga type and then i smash em uh
Later on that day nigga found out ask me what happened uh
Only three inches in she say it feel like magic uh
Toxic and tragic uh nigga dont panic uh

Smack a dude infront of dudes nigga nothing ain't  hurting me 
Niggas purging money purposes pussy ain't emergency
Popped a pill a nigga got popped Now he got surgery 
He bleed blood Picasso picture that shit burgundy


I aint got shit to do so i went and got the loot
Dick longer than bamboo i might pipe ya boo
Said she coming with a friend i got sauce for two
We was walkin in the rain now we coppin coupes
Call me bob the builder how im pullin out the tool
If you talkin bout some cash you can call me too
Chocolate bitch uh Erykah Badu uh
Eat it up uh feel like Majin Buu 

Run it up huh
Run it up 
yea huh yea
Run it up
Run it up 
Run it up
Huh yea huh

Run it up huh
Run it up 
yea huh yea
Run it up
Run it up 
Run it up


BOOLIN.

instrumental by: iami 
3D art cover design by: Mikey nu
Audio engineered by : Prow ChiLLa 

Hook

Prow ChiLLa : 
ion see competition, nigga where 
Let a nigga try me boy i dare
Neck piece on me cause a flair
I cant pull up solo, with the gang gang

iami :
Here go competition, nigga where
Like the shawty private i dont share
Skin a goat im cold aint gon lie i like the fur
Get yo mans he trippin before i get hands on him im with it 

Verse 1 iami :

Got a K put a Dot on his face that's a Lamar 
Ain't no diapers on me I ain't whipping no hummer 
I kill anybody who mess with my mama
My sister, my sisters ,my sister , my brothers 
Came with my niggas no bitches no drama 
Left with my niggas and bitches and condoms 
Took me a baddie this shit feel like kamar
Call 'em an uber ain't giving 'em commas

Give no fucks bout a hoe how she acts
Or her feelings 
Pipe in her mouth all that white make her sip it 
Made that shit water she told me she's finished 
Told her get out cuz she into my business

Came with that shhhh  ain't no telling 
He try me I'll leave his face red like melon 
He buying face now he's records ain't  selling 
If they catch you outside it's a wrap if you sagging

Bitch
Heard you got sticks I heard you pop 
Ohh you can stitch still got opps ?
Show me some shit I need a glock 
Need a glock 
Need a glock
Need a glock 
Need a glock
The block got hot 
Pops got shot 
Saw the footage 
Watched him drop

Verse 2 Prow ChiLLa:

bitch 
Dont need no friends
Don't need no thots
Im in yo hood
Your block on fire
No Vip im with the mob
With the mob 
With the mob 
With the mob
With the mob
Now he can't run
He wet his mop
No sympathy 
Fuck a opp

To the top please They cant stop me
Tell em step away uh ten feet
Im a hot nigga you can choose a season
You aint talking money we cannot reason
Got em in they feels but its not deep
You pillow talking bout it probably
They Eyes dry but your heart bleeding 
You better stop hating and start winning

This shit aint happen by accident
Im really hot glad you could witness it
I got some shit that need handling 
Rappers kiss ass for clout this shit is sickening 

I got this money addiction im battling
Hunnids and fifties my nigga lets settle it 
Lambo the hottest can't cancel him
Been through the most to these boys im a veteran

Hook

Prow ChiLLa : 
ion see competition, nigga where 
Let a nigga try me boy i dare
Neck piece on me cause a flair
I cant pull up solo, with the gang gang

iami :
Here go competition, nigga where
Like the shawty private i dont share
Skin a goat im cold aint gon lie i like the fur
Get yo mans he trippin before i get hands on him im with it 

COMPETITION.

YDN [featuring. iami]
produced by iami.
Saxophone played by Neo.
Engineerd by Prow ChiLLa.
art cover by Prow ChiLLa.
85PRODIGIES2022.

Prow ChiLLa

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