Travis Scott - Boy Lyrics

[Intro: Sample]
In transition, Wade finds James
Set up, give it to D. Wade and get it back for the finish
Perhaps the inspir-
Well, you know if you're Nick Young, they're gonna lob it to James
A three-points shot can be very, uh... debilitating to them

[Chorus]
You actin' tough, boy, you a fuckboy
You ain't on nothing, boy
I got my gun, boy, ayy
See that, you better run, boy
Kush up in my lung, boy
Thrax pack, shit'll make you dumb, boy
Get my pump, boy
Click-clack that, shit'll make you run, boy, ayy
I turn nothing into something, boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Then spend it all, it ain't nothing, boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
He said he a man, he a runnin' boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bullets flyin' like planes and these hunneds, boy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Comin' through, boy, ayy, ayy
Click-clack, what you wanna do, boy? Ayy
Like duh-duh-duh with my Ruger-duh
Me and my boys, me and my toys
Come through like click-clack, buh-buh
Boy, boy, try to ignore it, ayy
Boy donе got his ass in the morgue, ayy, ayy, ayy
Boy done got his ass, it was torchеd, ayy
My boys came blastin' out a Porsche, ayy, ayy
Then I rolled a fat boy walkin' out of court, ayy
Judge like, "You a stupid lil boy, you think you ruder, lil boy"
I told the judge, "That ain't what I do, lil boy", ayy
Smokin' on this Tooka, lil boy, ayy
And I got my Ruger, lil boy
Been smokin' on this lil boy too, ayy
Don't make me have my lil boys shoot you
And I'm tired of the cut
Comin' out the roof, bitch, I got lil boy shooters
[Chorus]
You actin' tough, boy, you a fuckboy
You ain't on nothing, boy
I got my gun, boy, ayy
See that, you better run, boy
Kush up in my lung, boy
Thrax pack, shit'll make you dumb, boy
Get my pump, boy
Click-clack that, shit'll make you run, boy, ayy
I turn nothing into something, boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Then spend it all, it ain't nothing, boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
He said he a man, he a runnin' boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bullets flyin' like planes and these hunneds, boy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 2]
Hope that boy brought heat with his beef 'cause my boys creep with the heat, ayy ayy
Posted up in my mansion, lil boy, and I sleep with the heat, ayy ayy
And I'ma get to blammin', lil boy, if I pee with the heat, ayy ayy ayy
Clip hold 30 but you can get 6 like he with the Heat, ayy
[?] comin' out, Lebron, boy
Watch out for the dunk, boy
Been totin' pistols since a young boy
No, I ain't lyin', boy
And I'll be sendin' through my young boy, ayy
Got some bullets, I'ma send 'em through my young boys
Shoot until you get the video, lil boy
Ayy, I know I coulda send a picture though, lil boy
Ayy, my mad lil pimp, don't let her catch ya slippin', it get off my hip, boy
Gold hollows in this forty, I ain't talkin' no beer, boy
And I'm tired of smokin' on Keisha, I'm smokin' on Kim, boy
She got me like, boy, ayy, I can't feel my feel, boy
My boys come through trappin' for a week, gettin' hunneds for a week
King along these boys, I ain't got nothin' on me
[Chorus]
You actin' tough, boy, you a fuckboy
You ain't on nothing, boy
I got my gun, boy, ayy
See that, you better run, boy
Kush up in my lung, boy
Thrax pack, shit'll make you dumb, boy
Get my pump, boy
Click-clack that, shit'll make you run, boy, ayy
I turn nothing into something, boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Then spend it all, it ain't nothing, boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
He said he a man, he a runnin' boy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bullets flyin' like planes and these hunneds, boy, ayy, ayy