IRS
Bad $osa
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I finessed a dude named Robert for a Honda Accord I just scammed an old white man and his name was George I just knocked out the bank lady like my name Floyd F*ck it, I just drank some lean in court Now I'm sluggish and the judge like what the f*ck Damn, I'm finna get five years if I don't stop (Reuel, stop playing with these niggas) Yeah, I robbed him for a PS5, I got GTA stars I ain't had a COVID mask, I put on a Burberry scarf I say he wanna fight, boy, do I look like Bret Hart How the f*ck you still fucking broke and you work so hard I'ma break her back when I pull up, then I break her heart Big body Benz with five hoes like it's a Uber car Rich as f*ck, but the IRS think I'm unemployed I ain't really wanna f*ck your bitch, but I was fucking bored Robbed him out of $50, his name was George I ran out of bullets, so I hit him like my name Floyd Motherfucker mad, I play his bitch like a game boy Wonder how many bitches I can fit in his Rolls Royce Shoot him in his neck and I fucked up his vocal chords I ain't in the F-150, but I rock Tom Ford The bitch say she love me, I'm like, what for Shot him in his legs, he started rolling, he was 6'4" Bro, the cash-due ops had a turn like the twin towers Why the f*ck you tripping, Batao? You know that bitch ours Once you really start to get money, then you get big-powered Fucked a bitch on Valentine's Day, she know I don't buy flowers If I don't have a gun, I don't want beef, I'ma fucking call it Finesse the plug with a bag of Fugazi-ass powder Skinny as f*ck, but I still win and got a big bag Scammed all his money, he can't even go to Six Flags Took all his shit, like, come on, get your lick back At the grocery store, f*ck around, and I just stole a Kit-Kat She know I ain't shit, I talk down when she not here Fucking on a granny when I pull up, she like, hello, dear Drag her on me, she got the neighborhood, I got no fears My white privilege got me fucking bitches in Springfield You don't want that bitch, f*ck, don't bring your bitch near I just dropped a bag at Saks Fifth, I don't do serious Pull up in our fucking Hellcat, see me switch gears Drinking shit the doctor gave me, I don't sip beer 556762, whatever you wanna call it 65 bullets in his hair, and he started balding Yeah, I just fucked this bitch I met off Fortnite My bands coming now, yo, shit coming in a fortnight I don't f*ck with marriage, I just do this shit for one night I scammed this bitch so hard, I made her miss a fucking flight My Glock got red beams, just like fucking Christmas lights I caught a opp with no strap, I beat him up like All Might My chain so chilly, I ain't talk about Bluey You still finna die, even if I don't got that tooley I just fucked that fat bitch, I think her name was Julie I'ma find who the f*ck you are if you took my jewelry Got this ho so wet, I made her take off her two-piece She got onto the bed, she said, $osa, come and f*ck me Just like Ray and Kim, I smash her ass and made a movie If you go on to the hub, you finna see me smash your bitty My music life like my gang life, I'm sending out hits Rocking orange and blue shit like I play for the Knicks If you dare try to run up, I'll turn you into bits I told that ho, I don't want no pussy and she threw a fit My money coming from my music and hitting off licks This ho so annoying, she need to get off my dick Hundreds of bodies under my belt like I'm John Wick If you talking shit, you get popped like a fucking zit I pull out my TEC and I'ma let that shit fucking spray Any day could be my day, so every day I fucking pray That bitch is stallion like Megan, but she don't go neigh She can't wait, I got her wet like a fucking bay I body slam a motherfucker like I'm lifting weights Making my own way for the gen, I'm paving the way If you already got him in it, bitch, then go away Tryna be under my wing, you gotta have what it takes You see my VVS in his sweats just like a fucking late I'm 'bout that action like a movie by Michael Bay She so fucking goofy, when I fucked her, she said bitch, slay Bitch, I'm the biggest villain, feel like I'm fucking Slade
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Written by: Christopher Mercado, Tristan Xavier
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