[Chorus: Staples] Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
[Verse 1: Vince Is your house big? Is your car Is your girl fine? her all night Is you well Are your shows packed? If song played, would they know that? How the thug life? How the love How the Is your buzz right? Do the jump? Is the club right? Got your head right? Boy, yeah
Vince Staples] [Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah)
2: Vince Staples] Pretty wanna slit the wrist Pretty women be a rich man's bitch Pretty want a couple kids women want a new ass, new lips Pretty women wanna a Benz correct and she won't let you in Thumbin' the checks, she gets it in Diamonds on your neck, is pretend?
[Chorus: Vince Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy yeah)
[Bridge: Got an that changes dependin' what direction facin' Got an enemy that you off, blockin' what's efficient You're in You pretend to get a better about the lifestyle You're Keep pretendin' you real Until every selfie is
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Vince Staples] Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah)