letra de who tf - boolymon
[chorus]
who the f-ck is you?
sso, can’t join this crew
b-tch, i step on this sh-t with boots
yeah bih’ i got loose screw, yeah bih’-
[verse 1]
yeah-yeah bih’ i got loose screws
opp dissed, he made the news
pop lil’ pill, i’m stuck like goo
my b-tch got glocks, she shoot at you
[?] i’m too groovy
bih’ this drac’ turn opp to smoothie, bih’
opps’ keep dissin’, they not shootin’
[chorus]
yeah, you gotta pay for a feat
i told bae: “come eat” (yeah)
he not in the streets
i put on my cleets
[?] like sheeps
take my b-tch on shoppin’ spree
these boys told, these boys police
sh-t himself just like lil reese (d-mn)
he got glock, but he not sendin’ shots (what?)
he got glock for ig post, yeah, he a bot (what the f-ck?)
i know a b-tch that stole from me, got filled with knock (stupid b-tch)
yeah, f-ck police, lil’ b-tch, it’s still free knocc’ (free lil’ knocc’)
drop the x up in my cup, b-tch, this not wock
me and the bro kick down the door, just like the s.w.a.t
we kick door down like the s.w.a.t, but we not cop (we not 12)
f-ck the-f-ck the system, why the f-ck they say my bail 2 mill’? (why the f-ck?)
my b-tch bad as h-ll, i had to tell: “baby come here”
i don’t even drive, them boys behind, you know i steer (let’s go)
you know i hold that b-tch
i don’t got ricks, lil’ b-tch, these skechers from john deere
he ain’t even know i was behind his ass, i just appear
i don’t-i don’t f-ck with the underground, these boys be weird (weird as h-ll)
if i kick your front door down, your sh-t get cleared (all that sh-t) (bih’, bih’)
[verse 2]
bih’, this expensive fit
if you scared then get out pit
wanna put that boy in ditch
popped that x with my lil’ bih’
that boy crib get fried like fish
you not gang, who the f-ck is this?
(who the f-ck?)
[chorus]
who the f-ck is you?
sso can’t join this crew
b-tch i step on this sh-t with boots
yeah bih’ i got loose screw, yeah bih’-
yeah, you gotta pay for a feat
i told bae: “come eat” (yeah)
he not in the streets
i put on my cleets
[?] like sheeps
take my b-tch on shoppin’ spree
these boys told, these boys police
sh-t himself just like lil reese (d-mn)
he got glock, but he not sendin’ shots (wait)
he got glock for ig post, yeah, he a bot (what the f-ck?)
i know a b-tch that stole from me, got filled with [?] (stupid b-tch)
yeah, f-ck police, lil’ b-tch, it’s still free knocc’ (free lil’ knocc’)
drop the x up in my cup, b-tch, this not wock
me and the bro kick down the door, just like s.w.a.t
we kick door down like the s.w.a.t, but we not cop (we not 12)
f-ck the-f-ck the system, why the f-ck they say my bail 2 mill’? (why the f-ck?)
my b-tch bad as h-ll, i had to tell: “baby come here”
i don’t even drive, them boys behind, you know i steer (let’s go)
you know i hold that b-tch
i don’t got ricks, lil’ b-tch, these skechers from john deere
he ain’t even know i was behind his ass, i just appear
i don’t-i don’t f-ck with the underground, these boys be weird (weird as h-ll)
if i kick your front door down, your sh-t get cleared (all that sh-t)
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