Bo Talk (feat. Bigg Bo & Big Ruga)

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Ayy
Wop
Go get rich together
Ayy Wop

Wop
Guwop gang
Ganktwin
Mothafuckas be sneaky and 50 as shit

Fallin apart aint the money a bitch
I'm a breadwinner so I'ma eat
I'm a breadwinner so I'ma eat
If you don't eat then you die in the streets

We just try to get richer and stay on our feet
Got to eat by any means
I'ma rob and I'ma sell me some drugs
That's your main bitch, why she want f*ck

Cause I'm getting money and selling some drugs
That's the reason why your bitch on my nuts
Ruga in your bushes, he creeping to crush ya
Ruga in your bushes, he creeping to crush ya

That's my man, I ain't got a fucking question
That's my man, I ain't got a fucking question
Good-Good boot come get you a dab
Remix that nigga, now he smoke a finesse

All I want is paper, chase me a check
All I want is paper, chase me a check
Keep-keep-keep me invested and come with the tech
Dont think you safe cause we got something for that

All this boot got me boosting my sweat
All this boot got me boosting my sweat
Hold up, Bo, I'm up on they ass next
Headshots, We just aiming for necks

Niggas moving, we just coming finesse
Ship the sink, bitch, we coming upset
Your bitch moving and she shaking her breast
And for some dollars she gon' do something messy

All my niggas do is come and finesse
All my niggas do is come and finesse
Shoot a team, f*ck around and we gon' shoot up things
Hulk out, big guns

Bring them up when we beamin things
Ayy, I don't think they wanna make a way out
Cause my boys came to bring the payout
K-K-K-K-K hit like, what you say now

B-B-Bodies flop like, nigga, lay down
Motherfucker, this my playground
M-M-Molly coke' and weed, I'm booming all day now
Motherfuckers be sneaky and fitty and shit

Falling apart like the money and bitch
I'm a breadwinner, so I'ma eat
I'm a breadwinner, so I'ma eat
If you don't eat, then you die in the streets

We just trying to get richer and stay on our feet
Gotta eat by any mean
Gotta eat by any mean
I'ma rob and I'ma sell me some drugs

That's your man, bitch, why she wanna f*ck
Cause I'm getting money and selling some drugs
That's the reason why your bitch on my nuts
Rugan your bitches, he creeping to crush you

Ruga in your bushes, he creeping to crush you
That's my man, I ain't got a fucking question
That's my man, I ain't got a fucking question
Good boot, come get you a dab
Remix the Nigga he smokin finesse

All I want is paper, chase me a check
All I want is paper, chase me a check
Give me a vest and it come with the tech
Don't think you safe cause we got something for that

All this boot got me boosting my sweat
All this boot got me boosting my sweat
I'm trappin hard, I'm trying to see a hundred bands
Bitch, I just hit the mall and drop a money bag

My own niggas looking at me funny, man
Nigga running 50, make him do the running man
Niggas took my brother, I can't go like no hoe
Everywhere I go, know I gotta keep a pole

I done did some shit that'll never get old
But I ain't tripping, bitch, I built for the smoke
Mother mad cause I fucked up the stove
I scraped the pot, beat the block like Kimbo

I back to work, move that shit through the door
In love with money, can't put trust in no hoe
I just wanna buy a Bentley
My shooter want a couple semis

Can't f*ck with niggas that's too friendly
Smile in my face, that's my enemy
Do a hit on an opp if he mention me
She gon' get real if you dissing me

Can't let a pussy take my life away
I pray to allah, keep the snakes away

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