Yung Island - Island Boys (Intro) (feat. Paublo)

I can't hold it anymore,
Hang on for about an hour, I'ma go get the ambulance, I'll be right back
What are you doing
Just hang on, man, I'll be right back

Like, oh
I was just playing
Yeah

Yeah, this the Island boys, yeah we having fun
We having fun, yeah
You know it's two of us, but this right here's the one
Nah, they ain't makin' noise, cause we in London
We just chillin', doin' business, so you know we with the don

Uh, Don Perignon, what we sippin' if we involved
Brung 20K, now I'm drippin' up in La Crosse
All them fake smiles in my face, I ain't trippin', I'll make a call
Can't take no deal, so I'm callin' my brother Rauj

Early morning, I yawn, put my shoes on, then I'm gone
Had to tell Shorty, I'm on, and I'm sorry for your loss
I move again, had to go sit with the dividend
I call my friends, and we all gonna win again

So I don't sin again, I gotta remember I got a kid again
And them days, I feel like shit, I have to remember I am the shit
I feel like I'm Kendrick, feed my brother from out the pen
I'm always winnin, ballin' high and I'm Jeremy Lin

Yeah, this the Island boys, yeah, we having fun
We having fun, yeah
You know it's two of us, but this right here's the one
Nah, they ain't makin' noise, cause we in London
We just chillin', doin' business, so you know we with the don

Mmm, oh oh
Mmm, oh oh
Yeah, yeah, oh

I'm rockin' designer, pass me the torch, I'm on fire
Ain't talkin' Mariah, these blades gonna chop you up like I'm Baracka
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh

Had to build my chakras, I ain't need no doctors
Just called my father, watch over my daughter
She's purer than water, she's probably smarter than Harvard
That'd be my partner, no Lee, no Carter
But she dunk really harder than Vince Carter
You know this the start up, for us to go farther, so thank you father

Yeah, this the Island boys, yeah, we having fun
We having fun, yeah
You know it's two of us, but this right here's the one
Nah, they ain't makin' noise, cause we in London
We just chillin', doin' business, so you know we with the don

Oh, you're goin' broke, sir, save that money
Man, I'm drivin' a hundred-thousand-dollar truck

I got over two hundred-thousand dollars in jewelry
I got thirty-six, hundred-dollar L.V. bags and stuff like that
Come on, my fit , you know, it's fire
Look at the drip check and stuff like that

Man, y'all hatin', stop hatin', on me, man
Twenty-one, years old doing it
Stop playin', brr

Written by:
Allen Dixon, Paul Fils-Aime

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