Florida Boy lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, ayy, uh, let's do it, ayy (n*gga)

[Chorus]
Black truck, blowin' gas and we switchin' lanes (Switchin' lanes)
Gold teeth, Cuban links, and a lot of chains (Skii)
Shades on in the club, I can't see a thing (On God)
Bankroll in my pocket, I can make it rain (Make it rain)
f*ck her with my chains on while she watch 'em swang (Ugh)
Could've bust that b*tch down, but I kept it plain (Ice)
I jumped out the bed and jumped on a plane
I done jumped in my bag, now they know my name (They know my name)

[Verse]
If you ain't about your bag, then stay in your lane (Stay in your lane)
I need a money counter, this sh*t on the floor (Floor)
Takin' pictures with my fans in the corner store (Yeah)
This the life all these n*ggas really dreamin' for (No cap)
This that real Florida music, get you in that mode (In that mode)
This that get-money music, don't listen if you're broke (If you're broke)
This that sh*t that make a n*gga wanna beat the road (Beat the road)
This that sh*t that make a n*gga feel like f*ck these hoes (f*ck these hoes)
You ain't never talkin' money, keep your mouth closed (Mouth closed)
Chase some money, n*gga, and stop chasin' clout 'fore you run into a drought, bro (Yeah)
Let these hoes trick him, now that n*gga 'bout broke, huh, yeah (Dumb-ass n*gga)
[Chorus]
Black truck, blowin' gas and we switchin' lanes (Switchin' lanes)
Gold teeth, Cuban links, and a lot of chains (A lot of chains)
Shades on in the club, I can't see a thing (Can't see a thing)
Bankroll in my pocket, I can make it rain (Can make it rain)
f*ck her with my chains on while she watch 'em swang (Ugh)
Could've bust that b*tch down, but I kept it plain (On God)
I jumped out the bed and jumped on a plane (On a plane)
I done jumped in my bag, now they know my name (Skii)

[Outro]
This that real Florida music, get you in that mode (Yeah)
This that get-money music, don't listen if you're broke (If you're broke)
This that sh*t that make a n*gga wanna beat the road (Beat the road)
This that sh*t that make a n*gga feel like f*ck these hoes
Feel like f*ck these hoes
This that sh*t that make a n*gga wanna beat the road
Yeah, don't listen if you're broke