Lyrics:
the snapple The snap, the crackle of the vinyl Sweet onto repeat Chris is chopping a beat Flipping these verses like the burgers on the grill at Bodean's
Round the time I waive hi To the bodeans Like hey officer Now theses officer Will off ya bruh Even with ya arms up Awe shucks Look at karma Cause we could
been moving slow like yall been drinking codeine Out here bodean for the bread I'm a whole fiend Shorty ride it long like a fucking limousine Then I
your auntie and uncle Yea the og's know me Can't trust nobody n** Bogus bodean N** use to hate on me See him now now he a dope fein Ayy what you got
Right after the blunt's done and The licks is thru here come the bodeans (woop woop) right on cue All bright lights and threats But all they ever
Semi-high, blowing treason Benedict probably had his reasons And if the Bodeans double back? Fuck freezin', better off breezin' Toss the blunt? Not
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