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letra de boss yo life up - fenix flexin

[intro]
(fbeat go crazy)
(fbeat producing all the heat)

[verse 1]
f on the beat so it’s fantastic
he was dissin’ on the gram ’til we hashtagged him
he ain’t got his own wave, he on the bandwaggon (bandwaggon)
head to take the trash out, n-ggas trash baggin’ (trash baggin’)
he don’t do it like i do it, huh? (do it, huh?)
he don’t f-ck you ’til you shootin’ cum (he don’t)
he ain’t on it, say he ain’t the one
he ain’t really ’bout a bag, i got extra funds
he don’t f-ck you right to make you want to claim it
top of that, baby know that i can make you famous
if she bad, eat that cookie up like famous amos (famous amos)
better give me all that brain like you goin’ brainless (deep brains)
he’s not me, he is not i
she gonna choose up every time, ’cause i be breakin’ the spine
if she mine, if she mine don’t get it twisted, i love too
so i know how you feel that she f-ckin’ someone new
i can take you out the hood, put you in the hills
i could put you in that benz, hittin’ on some wheels
we could talk about whatever, tell me how you feel (how you feel, baby)
imma go and pour this drank, poppin’ couple pills
[chorus]
and blow your back out (a-a)
raw s-x, f-ck you ’til i pass out (pass out)
off a perc, trynna pull your tracks off
coulda hit a four season, but we at the traphouse (bae)
ay, that’s why i love it (love it), she’s my best friend, thugga thugga (thugga thugga)
she too fine i couldn’t hit it under covers
i love the color purple on baby, like danny glover

[verse 2]
ay, and it’s purple in my soda
she wanna come around, i told her she ain’t matchin’ quota (she gone)
big choppa, keep it on me, throwing boulder
she got a hoes up, then i gave you the cold shoulder
’cause i’m f-ckin’ lil baby, i don’t know her (don’t know her)
ay, like it all, and i ain’t tryin’ to (ain’t tryin’ to)
i just pulled up for that guap when i was flying through
you ain’t my main b-tch, you see yourself that you lying too (pop a pill baby)
weird ass hoe

[chorus]
go and blow your back out (a-a)
raw s-x, f-ck you ’til i pass out (pass out)
off a perc, trynna pull your tracks off
coulda hit a four season, but we at the traphouse (bae)
ay, that’s why i love it (love it), she’s my best friend, thugga thugga (thugga thugga)
she too fine i couldn’t hit it under covers
i love the color purple on baby, like danny glover (that’s on lean)
[outro]
f on the beat so it’s fantastic
he was dissin’ on the gram ’til we hashtagged him
he ain’t got his own wave, he on the bandwaggon (bandwaggon)
she too fine i couldn’t hit it undercover
i love the color purple on baby, like danny glover
head to take the trash out, n-ggas trash baggin’ (trash baggin’)

(fbeat go crazy)

- fenix flexin

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