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what to do - boofboiicy lyrics

[intro]
(it’s surreal gang lil*)

[chorus]
yeah these n*ggas they so f*cked up, they don’t know what to do
i’m sippin’ travis in this b*tch, i’m the highest in the room
yeah, these n*ggas just really f*cked up
yeah, i ain’t got no feelings, i don’t show no tough love
yeah, n*gga better get his bag, better get his paper up
yeah, n*gga please don’t play, we’ll send you up
yeah, drop that bag, this money ain’t sh*t, i don’t give a f*ck
yeah, how many times you gon’ say lies to me?
yeah, i’m loaded up, i swear i’m as high as i can be
yeah, i just closed my eyes, i swear that i’m not sleepin’
i been floatin’ for so long that i swear that i got weak
gettin’ money don’t mean sh*t, it don’t mean nun’ to me
yeah, i just poured another f*ckin’ cup up
yeah, i got too much motion, i can’t get stuck
they tryna’ switch teams like they wanna’ come with us

[verse]
yeah, the circle got small, no i haven’t
ain’t worried bout’ this sh*t cause’ this money ain’t subtractin’
i just came to make that bag, yeah, i just want my backend
[?] sorry, no i haven’t
in the car, beep when it get too close when i back in
[?] ain’t ready for that action
yeah, i’ma lose my mind, i’ma go insane, know how i get
trappin’ for the low, don’t make no sense, you on some hot sh*t
and my cup watered down like this lame ass b*tch
k with an extension cord, yeah it came with a switch
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas cause’ i know they on some [?] sh*t
don’t associate me with these n*ggas, i know they on some lame sh*t
runnin’, catchin’ plays, yeah i be on some paper sh*t
[?] cause’ them n*ggas wasn’t made for this
[outro]
but that b*tch still got a twin turbo
[?]
on god you make me paranoid sometimes

- boofboiicy lyrics

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