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Boldy James - Quaker Oats Lyrics

Quaker Oats Lyrics[Intro: Boldy James]
Yeah
Trickiest dance moves in the ghetto
Serving all the supreme clio

[Chorus: Boldy James]
Them skin poppers, I keep a few on my line, I serve 'em two at a time
Kept the Act' wrapped around the corner long as a funeral line
Take you back to my first vacant trap, should've been at school at this time (Blocks)
Seen my nigga School Hustle iced up in the coupe, only thing to do was to grind (Bro-bro)
Can't even lie, brodie came through, it was dry, I wasn't doing so fine

[Verse: Boldy James]
Bag looking beefy, got through a ten-piece with Freaky, but only two of 'em mines
Really get high, really, I don't even try, but kept thirty-two in my nine (I don't)
Remember that one time when they had caught the supply, I could be doing a dime
It's the Mafia, 227, had to prick my finger just to take the oath
Whipping gingerbread, tryna make a loaf, I done sold more grits than Mr. Quaker Oats (Jackson)
Slap-boxing on the Gulf Coast, high-siding on the ghostbusters (Let's get it)
Serving custos and the cluckers, I be travel-lodging with the roadrunners (Uh)
Camouflaging with the cool kids, quick to rock out with a few strigs
On a hoop court, really me Short, we the drop out, ain't go to school kids (Short dog)
Get a pussy nigga rubbed out, I'd hate to have to rub it in (Yeah)
Long bread, I bring them subs out, shooters on the bench, don't make me sub 'em in (Grrt)
Babysittin' bricks, no latchkey, tryna stack it up 'til it touch the sky (Ayy)
If you ask me, niggas rats, B, but that's just me, who the fuck am I?
Niggas know the truth, when it come to you, he done told everything but a lie
Still ain't no love for the other side, if you a Concreature, nigga, what am I? (Gang)

[Chorus: Boldy James]
Them skin poppers, I keep a few on my line, I serve 'em two at a time (Poppers)
Kept the Act' wrapped around the corner long as a funeral line
Take you back to my first vacant trap, should've been at school at this time (Trap)
Seen my nigga School Hustle iced up in the coupe, only thing to do was to grind (Yeah)
Can't even lie, brodie came through, it was dry, I wasn't doing so fine