Boldy James, The Alchemist – Mustard

Boldy James, The Alchemist – Mustard Lyrics

Artist: Boldy James, The Alchemist
Song: Mustard

Mustard
General sh#t
(That way)
Now these n#gg#s killers, they some late bloomers

Know they wish they caught up with me way sooner
p#ss# #ss n#gg#, you a fake shooter
Tryna figure out where I’ma take junior
When we snatch him up out his playpen (Playpen)

Take him outta school, walk him straight in
In exchange for that money in the safe bin (Open it up)
‘Fore them 7-6-2’s run his case fin
Baseline into them pops off of Chapin

Where we open up spots out in Vegas (Ghetto)
Made a violenter pact, kept it sacred
Now every other day the trap gettin’ raided (By the book)
Little dog #ss b#tch love to strip naked

Sittin’ on her mama Porsche gettin’ braided (Little thot)
Dick suckin’ every n#gg# that done made it
Unless you ****in’, b#tch need to get spayed
Number one suspect in the arraignment

I don’t need the fake love, I refrain it (At all)
**** sh#t, I don’t even entertain it (I don’t)
All the money and the fame got me jaded
To the Most High due to all praise

And no flesh wounds, we don’t do grazes
Catch you talkin’ out your neck, we’ll blaze it (Pap pap)
Put some money on my head, we’ll raise it
“Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in”

“Carry that stink of the streets with you the rest of your live”
“I like the stink of the streets, it makes me feel good
I like the smell of it, it opens up my lungs”
“I want you to get this **** where he breathes

I want him dead, I want his family dead”
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From the album:
The Price Of Tea In China [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020