Boldy James – Dinavolino Lyrics (feat. The Cool Kids)

[Verse 1]
Out the milk crate back up in my rhyme book
Walking back up in the school asking niggas how my eyes look
It was just me and my brush
Keep it wavy baby boy, I ain’t playing with them toys
You can hear it in my voice bruv
You need to get your coins up
Should’ve made some better choices
Now you need to make an appointment
The point spread is too high to cover that line
You ain’t playing with house money, they’ll be in your house for me
Nah homie, just sink in the couch only
And we gon’ confiscate the artwork
Shock you real quick, make your heart work
I don’t even care if it’s a [?] I need to pick it all up
Back to twirling pasta like a real mobster
Mazda [?] slide the doors off
[?] pockets
Rocking [?]
[Verse 2]
I’m on the road not taken where it’s less traveled
These niggas know who’s not fake and I don’t juts babble
Rotating picking up [?]
Selling blows out of vacant, bagging up my next satchel
[?] flipping on [?] Snapple
Looked out for niggas in need when I didn’t have to
[?] it was less hassle
But when they try to violate your street, don’t let ’em trespass you
Ever been in a gun fight to the death battle? When niggas playing both sides trying to [?]
[?] knight to free my rook, send my bitch at you
Push a pawn to move my queen then I left castle
Anything but Michigan place, they gon’ red flag you
Never answer none of the questions that the [?] ask you
Who all really gonna keep it G when they [?]
We need [?]
I been [?] on your bitch, burnt out on your bitch
I know some niggas RIP [?]
Remixing that [?] trapping with that [?]
Serving J’s in the hood like we grew up off of D-block
Catching [?] slapping on [?]
Double was thinking ’bout moving back to Ohio
I know some niggas [?] cinco de mayo
Whipping up with that [?] it ain’t no cap in my bio
Trying to see how many pallets I can stack on this high-low
I really came up with [?]
[?] keep that 40 like a wino
Used to petal them black mags on my dino
Now we rocking exclusive Bape shit with baby milo
I make decisions, niggas got to listen
I come from no pot to piss in
We could build a bridge or build it down
A hundred twenty messages and texts from my Mexican connect
It’s gon’ be a second before this shipment lands
A bottle of that [?]
Niggas get locked then phone a friend
‘Cause you know we all going through change like homeless hands
At the [?] meeting my lawyer for lamb
[?] the plan
It’s getting warm outside, weather switching, the trees growing back with leaves
My body sense the money in the breeze
I [?] lost it
Them Valantino [?] shoes made
They said the devil bring the summer back crazy
Firm shit, AZ, everybody crazy bro
Somebody gon’ get shot, get robbed
Get domed, get done, get popped
Make the money then talk