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boomerang - bvngs lyrics

[verse 1: bvngs]
how long you had that chain for?
i think i like it, you shouldn’t rock that chain no more
i get excited when n*ggas is flashy
n*gga must be crazy if he keep walking past me
be got two k’s
shots sound kinda raspy
came a long way from fighting b*tches on backstreets
they know that white girl, i’m on the backstreets
said you think you’re gangster b*tch? yeah n*gga exactly
let’s get some sh*t in order
i’m like walking on water
ain’t no plug, i’m the plug
your plug owe me a quarter
take sh*t from no n*gga
i’m my momma daughter
you a rat, i hate mice
i find your house and i slaughter
knock your sh*t off border
i’m crazy and [?]
shooters lined across my block like they protecting a border
nеver get out of order, know my shootеrs the truth
got juice? throw your b*tch off the roof, ready to shoot

[chorus: bvngs]
n*ggas shoot and i’m shooting ‘em back
no roof open trunk it’s a wrap
you fool if you think it’s just rap
move us or pull us a clap
shows dropping all in your lap
b*tches and back in all black
move back, if you’re smart you’ll get jacked
they shoot and i’m shooting ‘em back
back and i’m shooting them jack
[?] i suggest you move back
strapped with the b*tches in black
shows droppin’ all in your lap
move us or pull us a clap
fool if you think it’s just rap
roof open trunk it’s a strap
shoot and i’m shooting ‘em back
[verse 2: eto]
money tell me go for broke
i told them i never change
and they mean sh*t until it’s said in veins
still gotta show the ropes
happy to do so, you spoke freely
gotta protect your pain [?]
other folks don’t know, but you’re happy but too cold
my neck serene, ain’t gonna have nothing but shooters on
if the hustlers gon’ play here, next month i renew the office
our mothers gon’ stay near
this month we’ll be due in congress
no love for the fake peer
i trust that the fool accosted us
they can’t sneeze until they cough it up
the broad day stampedes to the armor trucks
law corrupt, same sh*t
bumpy when the lane switch
comfy ’cause it’s main b*tch
got them where they wanted us, yeah
ahaha, i pity the foolery
ain’t sh*t they could to to me
stakes is high and the bar is up
yuh, i bet it all on bvngs
they’ll be lucky if they ever get to walk on flames ([?])
[chorus: bvngs]
n*ggas shoot and i’m shooting ‘em back
no roof open trunk it’s a wrap
you fool if you think it’s just rap
move us or pull us a clap
shows dropping all in your lap
b*tches and back in all black
move back, if you’re smart you’ll get jacked
they shoot and i’m shooting ‘em back
back and i’m shooting them jack
[?] i suggest you move back
strapped with the b*tches in black
shows droppin’ all in your lap
move us or pull us a clap
fool if you think it’s just rap
roof open trunk it’s a strap
shoot and i’m shooting ‘em back

- bvngs lyrics

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