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Bof Sheisty
by Connor Casper
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Running from
So tell me what you running from?
I had a different type of mack
Let a bitch come to me on the black top
Four foot tall brick wall was the back drop
Paddin' up the stat box
Chattin' on the library laptops
32 guess jeans
Swervin' through jet stream
Hunnid' proof
Tell the truth I know we both worry who texting
Probably the best thing
Thats how it shake
We fuck too good gotta break up
No A cup
Bitches callin' when we laid up
Need receipts like a pay stub
Know we both shiesty
I be like what up bro how do you know wifey?
Poking holes like a old white tee
She starin' like she don't like me
But her friends say we go nicely
Fuck it
Im addicted to the pain
Im addicted to her laugh
Im addicted to the shame
I was different in the past
I'ma get it I'ma change
I was sippin' on some yak
She was whisperin' my name
But I'm like um
What do yall think?
I been sittin' and pondering with a tall drink
I been fillin' my monitors like I'm Aubrey
I ain't responding so don't be salty
I had a different type of mack
Let a bitch come to me on the black top
Four foot tall
Brick wall was the back drop
Paddin' up the stat box
Chattin' on the library laptops
32 guess jeans
Swervin' through jet stream
Hundred proof
Tell the truth I know we both worry who texting
Probably the best thing
So tell me what you running from?
I think that I'm fallin'
I know this won't end well
She just keep on callin'
I think that I'm fallin'
I been fallin' I been fallin'
And I'm fallin'
I think I'm fallin' for you
Falling
Running from
So tell me what you running from?
I had a different type of mack
Let a bitch come to me on the black top
Four foot tall brick wall was the back drop
Paddin' up the stat box
Chattin' on the library laptops
32 guess jeans
Swervin' through jet stream
Hunnid' proof
Tell the truth I know we both worry who texting
Probably the best thing
Thats how it shake
We fuck too good gotta break up
No A cup
Bitches callin' when we laid up
Need receipts like a pay stub
Know we both shiesty
I be like what up bro how do you know wifey?
Poking holes like a old white tee
She starin' like she don't like me
But her friends say we go nicely
Fuck it
Im addicted to the pain
Im addicted to her laugh
Im addicted to the shame
I was different in the past
I'ma get it I'ma change
I was sippin' on some yak
She was whisperin' my name
But I'm like um
What do yall think?
I been sittin' and pondering with a tall drink
I been fillin' my monitors like I'm Aubrey
I ain't responding so don't be salty
I had a different type of mack
Let a bitch come to me on the black top
Four foot tall
Brick wall was the back drop
Paddin' up the stat box
Chattin' on the library laptops
32 guess jeans
Swervin' through jet stream
Hundred proof
Tell the truth I know we both worry who texting
Probably the best thing
So tell me what you running from?
I think that I'm fallin'
I know this won't end well
She just keep on callin'
I think that I'm fallin'
I been fallin' I been fallin'
And I'm fallin'
I think I'm fallin' for you
Falling
