Cypher Clique - Boston To Austin
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{verse 1: james major}
We knock this out the park but we ain’t pitching this underhand
I swear we got other plans
Yeah she want, the rock, in the ring like it’s summer slam
She love me cause i’m dope and i ain’t have to go touch a gram
Performing at your show? we’ll leave the spot with a couple fans
Catch me in the city rocking clothes that are outlandish
Hot shit, surrounded by fire, i’m out camping
Bitch i am outstanding, bitch i am out planning
Bitch i’m taking off, i’m in the sky without landing
{verse 2: relay}
First off, listen here, niggas better get it clear
Been dope, since 0-7 you can check the gear
Ai, got it all planned, keep a questionnaire
Drive’s on track now, better grab an engineer
Big shows, shut em down, going through a hunnded towns
Nice car, no kids, trust it got ya hun aroused
Has been’s, coming up, never seen the underground
Kids playing tag, cuz i see y’all get the runaround
{hook: mic anthony}
And ima take a cute girl out from boston to austin, bitch
Feeling like young sanders if i floss my wrist
Better have gold chains if you cross my
I ain’t lose my bitch, guess i lost my shit
{bridge: mic anthony}
Don't face time like me while you're in public
That's crazy
I'm a...
I don't know where you are
What kind of background is this?
Are you at seaworld bitch?
{verse 3: relay}
And i'll only do this for love when the lust is through
Floating on this instrumental, watch me how i chuck the duece
Two fingers up, when i’m rolling through my providence
Women say "what up" and the fellas give me compliments
{verse 4: mic anthony}
And we need crackers with connections, but contraceptives for protection
You know them crackers win elections and school boards
Like how you making art with no mood board?
You said that you wanna rap so what the fuck you in school for?
{hook: mic anthony}
And ima take a cute girl out from boston to austin, bitch
Feeling like young sanders if i floss my wrist
Better have gold chains if you cross my
I ain’t lose my bitch, guess i lost my shit
{verse 5: james major}
My stock rising it’s gonna take a lot to perform
Super fly i got the drip…like a tropical storm
If it’s war, i ain’t dropping my sword
They tryna kick us out the game, through the exits, locking the doors
I vacation overseas probably somewhere in the keys
Nice breeze
With a chick henny complexion, with double d's
They’re inspired by the moves that we broadcast
For a piece of the pie, i deliver no doordash
{verse 6: relay}
My motive is more cash, tryna ball, hitting the court fast
Game time, checking the score gap
When opportunities at the door fast
I stuck round everytime i touch down, fa you it’s a poor pass
Celebrated heavy, everyday i see confetti
I get it in a jiffy, so i see why niggas jelly
Used to eat whatever now it’s salmon and spaghetti
Plus the name ringing bells out in dallas to conneti
{hook: mic anthony}
And ima take a cute girl out from boston to austin, bitch
Feeling like young sanders if i floss my wrist
Better have gold chains if you cross my
I ain’t lose my, guess i lost my
{verse 1: james major}
We knock this out the park but we ain’t pitching this underhand
I swear we got other plans
Yeah she want, the rock, in the ring like it’s summer slam
She love me cause i’m dope and i ain’t have to go touch a gram
Performing at your show? we’ll leave the spot with a couple fans
Catch me in the city rocking clothes that are outlandish
Hot shit, surrounded by fire, i’m out camping
Bitch i am outstanding, bitch i am out planning
Bitch i’m taking off, i’m in the sky without landing
{verse 2: relay}
First off, listen here, niggas better get it clear
Been dope, since 0-7 you can check the gear
Ai, got it all planned, keep a questionnaire
Drive’s on track now, better grab an engineer
Big shows, shut em down, going through a hunnded towns
Nice car, no kids, trust it got ya hun aroused
Has been’s, coming up, never seen the underground
Kids playing tag, cuz i see y’all get the runaround
{hook: mic anthony}
And ima take a cute girl out from boston to austin, bitch
Feeling like young sanders if i floss my wrist
Better have gold chains if you cross my
I ain’t lose my bitch, guess i lost my shit
{bridge: mic anthony}
Don't face time like me while you're in public
That's crazy
I'm a...
I don't know where you are
What kind of background is this?
Are you at seaworld bitch?
{verse 3: relay}
And i'll only do this for love when the lust is through
Floating on this instrumental, watch me how i chuck the duece
Two fingers up, when i’m rolling through my providence
Women say "what up" and the fellas give me compliments
{verse 4: mic anthony}
And we need crackers with connections, but contraceptives for protection
You know them crackers win elections and school boards
Like how you making art with no mood board?
You said that you wanna rap so what the fuck you in school for?
{hook: mic anthony}
And ima take a cute girl out from boston to austin, bitch
Feeling like young sanders if i floss my wrist
Better have gold chains if you cross my
I ain’t lose my bitch, guess i lost my shit
{verse 5: james major}
My stock rising it’s gonna take a lot to perform
Super fly i got the drip…like a tropical storm
If it’s war, i ain’t dropping my sword
They tryna kick us out the game, through the exits, locking the doors
I vacation overseas probably somewhere in the keys
Nice breeze
With a chick henny complexion, with double d's
They’re inspired by the moves that we broadcast
For a piece of the pie, i deliver no doordash
{verse 6: relay}
My motive is more cash, tryna ball, hitting the court fast
Game time, checking the score gap
When opportunities at the door fast
I stuck round everytime i touch down, fa you it’s a poor pass
Celebrated heavy, everyday i see confetti
I get it in a jiffy, so i see why niggas jelly
Used to eat whatever now it’s salmon and spaghetti
Plus the name ringing bells out in dallas to conneti
{hook: mic anthony}
And ima take a cute girl out from boston to austin, bitch
Feeling like young sanders if i floss my wrist
Better have gold chains if you cross my
I ain’t lose my, guess i lost my
