Everything BoZ
Trippie Redd, Coi Leray
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Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah F*ck that bitch one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles And you ain't built like that, lil' nigga, you can get exposed, yeah Yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah F*ck nigga, what you want? (What you want?) Huh Know we keep them choppers like a movie role (like a movie role) Yeah, I just need to know, is it truly smoke? (Truly smoke) Yeah, 'cause you know we want the smoke, we truly want (truly want) Yeah, to bust shots at the opposition (ayy) Pussy nigga, you ain't really in the right position To be talking that gangster shit, pussy, you get hit coming She like bah, bah, bah, get shot in your head, man Yeah, get shot where the headband 'posed to be at Pussy nigga, huh, yeah, uh, uh Pussy nigga, huh, yeah You can get hit up Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah F*ck that bitch one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles And you ain't built like that, lil' nigga, you can get exposed, yeah Yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head This a Glock .40, yeah, leave a nigga dead Niggas be lackin', yeah, catch that nigga in traffic, shot him in the back Might take your bitch, yeah, she wanna hang with the gang but this ain't that Boy be telling, yeah, can't f*ck with these opp ass niggas, they all rats Hopped in my bag, Birkin, got out all this cash earned it, yeah Tell me what you need, serve it, man, I make these bitches nervous Yeah, yeah, aye, ooh Mmh, mmh, mmh, ayy It's a Glock .40 Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah F*ck that bitch one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles And you ain't built like that, lil' nigga, you can get exposed, yeah Yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
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Written by: Adrian Wonders Rupke, Coi Leray Collins, Matthew Alan Crabtree, Michael Lamar Ii White
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