All my boys wearing high heels
Yeah
We gonna run
We bout to catch you
We smell so good, the streets are so bad
We gonna fight, its all for fun
All my boys wearing high heels
Yeah
We gonna run
We bout to catch you
We smell so good, the streets are so bad
In my pocket, I got a knife
I call it butterfly
Crushing bottles, blood on my hands
Guess who is going, to sleep in jail tonight
Call me gentle
I got my high heels
Had a rental
Broken windshield
I got my makeup
We're driving through the beach
Doubting every step
But I can never leave
All the boys
All my boys in high heels
We bout to hug you
We bout to kiss you
We bout to hold you
And then we kill you
All my boys wearing high heels
Yeah
We gonna run
We bout to catch you
We smell so good, the streets are so bad
We gonna fight, it's all for fun
All my boys wearing high heels
Yeah
We gonna run
We bout to catch you
We smell so good, the streets are so bad