BOS
• Written by dutchee
i cant feel that nigga he cant feel himself
when we come through see a fuck nigga piss hisself
put the chopper to his ass hurt a nigga health
yeah we turned a nigga house to a haunted house
and nah ion want no help you think im runnin out?
im countin hella bands up is you dumby now
matter fact i copped a new benz burnin rubber now
i just ditched them old tires we got forges now
and your bitch she on our dick we having orgies now
and my flow is hella sick yall niggas corny now
and we only want the cheddar in ya trap house
you can call me mouse trap the way i snap out
but not if you my brother we just cash out
put some money on ya head aint gotta spazz out
it aint cause im no bitch im just the mans now
yea i used to do hits now i send em out
clip filled with 30 hollows and we aint stingy now
and my killers comin with me we aint friendly now
remember as a jack boy no one helped me out
so i grabbed my daddy pole ran up in a house
and i got lucky a youngin found 5 bands
now its time to run it up fuck a nigga fuck friend
unless you is my brother then we both gone win
cause you down to ride when its time to sin
cause you down to do your time when we in the pin
cause you down to blow for the folks thanks again
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dutchee
Member since April 3 2019