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letra de outside of boston - tiz

what we sippin on, tell em pass the faygo
i just spent the night, she was white and we mashed potatoes
n-ggas wanna hate because i′m fat but i asked today
if she even like me said she saw me and passed away
now she say she miss t
we smoking on the ash she a ginger like she misty
she tried to slip some sh-t in the blunt and now my sh-t geeked
i dont mess around with laced gas, nah my p-ss clean
was that gross to say?
six rips of the penjamin imma float away
n-gga brought his homeboy around hope he notice me
i asked him on a date this n-gga said he ain’t now i was
b-tch i paint my nails and wear grails, n-gga know i slay
she want oxtails and beef patty, n-gga know i pay
and if that six piece ain′t got sauces imma blow the k
my meals low cal and high protein
i’m no cal but i fly around like a no see um
haven’t been to church in a minute but i′m no heathen
this rose gold pendent from my momma i′m no steven
ah
lemme stop the rap
i’m rock solid last ten rounds when i box the cat
i shop 8thwndr if you ask where i got the hat
i got ten captions in the rap coming off the bat
land of the cumberland
i met this one rapper he said that all my numbers under him
he brags about his b-tches says he snaps they come to him
he need like ten racks just to comfort ′em
and i feel guilty, why
i ain’t call my parents that often
busy fat lossing till i′m skinny and cat walking
i used to want braids so i can look like the saint of slauson
like why i gotta be a lame n-gga from outside of boston
i’m from an island we land hopping
that is not your f-cking pen game it′s the xans talking
why you switching up stiffen up when the fans watching
i’m a stand up guy i might meet the fam
take her pant shopping
man
what the f-ck i ran out of rhymes
i’m black and white like the juice song or the cow design
i′m bout to rhyme wanna stream my sh-t well now′s the time
i need a mural of me like the middle of fountain and vine
try to cut me off i don’t scab and bleed
i′m lighting up like asuma
don’t ask me to pass the weed
i′m actually happy that gnat is the biggest track
to me i put in work into these tracks like factories
after three punch ins with the mic
i’m surpassing creed
cross n-ggas up like the black mamba
i make music for n-ggas that wear cargos and black sambas
i am done rapping on this track

- tiz

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