Cold Marino - Stay Boomin Lyrics

Boy, this my shit, hoe I put a stamp on it
I done ran through a bag a hundred times
I gotta stay movin' Told the label we won't even sign, we gon
Stay boomin'
Me and Bro, touch a hundred M's, we gon' stay coolin
When you and your mans link up, that's the state trooper
F*ck the bag up like, dawg, What is they doin?
Can't even make the play twice, What is they provin?
Dawg off a yerk, he always stay booted Put Him in the dirt, he gon' stay suited
If you don't wanna work, you gon' stay foolish I can get a M, this ain't no lil' money

Probably in the field with the real monkeys So much damn sauce, tryna steal from me
Add another script, not a pill junkie I need another four feelin' real muddy
I just wanna link with some real money All my life, I just wanna ball
This my lean flow, you niggas flow Tylenol They be cappin' bout the sauce and they raps

Had to cut em off, put him in that Jam I bet he tell it all
Grove stars, baby, you know we gon' shine I'm really bout it, bout it like I'm big slime
Nah for really, I get busy off of punchlines Probably end your whole career off of one line
Been workin' on my craft verses take time Everybody get they spot, just don't touch mine

I eat your bars like a meal, like a lunch line I do this shit like a job, cause it's crunch time
Crop him out the pic, dog, I don't do middle mannin
I think these bitches set the play cause they can't stand me
I'm just tryna pave a way, feed my whole family Got some trophies on the way, I need a new Grammy

I done ran through a bag a hundred times I gotta stay movin
Told the label we won't even sign We gon' stay boom in
Me and bro touch a hundred M's, we gon' stay coolin
When you and your mans link up, that's a state trooper F*ck the bag up like, dawg, what is they doin'

Can't even make the play twice, what is they provin'