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boost p2 (remix) - kid lavan lyrics

yuh, huh

b*tch, you got me f*ckin’ p*ssed off, huh, mad as f*ck
i cannot f*ck with no b*tch, duh, uh, not at all
i’m on stage, i’ll make it flip, ball, huh, i’ma ball
p*ssy*ass n*gga, you ain’t sh*t though, huh, not all, yuh (yuh, yuh)
look, ayy

throw her on the bed and give her backshots, ayy (ayy)
you ain’t talkin’ cash, n*gga, back up, ayy (ayy, ayy)
money, money, money, just like matt ox, ayy (yeah)
i’ma have them b*tches on me when i blast off, ayy (let’s go)
diamond water, water on my neck, lil’ n*gga, huh
b*tch, i’m clouted up and you can check, lil’ n*gga, huh (yeah)
if you talkin’ hot, then take a step, lil’ n*gga, huh
i can pull up on you in a sec, lil’ n*gga, huh (huh)
yeah, woah (yeah)
i got my n*ggas on go (boom, boom, boom, boom)
i got my shawty that carry a strap to wherever you at
boy, my jit on parole (lil’ b*tch)
c*ck that ho back, take you straight off of the map
put your ass on your back, make your whole body fold (that’s right)
i cannot rap if it ain’t about facts
when that n*gga give sass, take his ass off his toes

uh, like boost
huh, uppercut a n*gga, send his ass through the muhf*ckin’ roof
just like boof, huh (yeah)
make a n*gga shatter like glass if he comin’ at me loose
c*ck it back, shoot, huh
make a n*gga travel to the past if he really tryna do somethin’
ooh, gun
c*ck it back, c*ck it back, c*ck it back, c*ck it back, huh (b*tch)
she want her a rapper, i f*ck her right after
i poke her, i zap her, lil’ shawty a snapper
i give her my dagger, she told me, “go faster”
i’m up in her bladder, d*ck long like a ladder
b*tch, you got a mans, i done said that don’t matter
countin’ rubber bands just to upgrade the swagger
i’ll never get captured at this, i’m a master
she get on her knees but don’t pray, i’m no pastor

throw her on the bed and give her backshots, ayy
you ain’t talkin’ cash, n*gga, back up, ayy
money, money, money, just like matt ox, ayy
i’ma have them b*tches on me when i blast off, ayy (let’s go)
diamond water, water on my neck, lil’ n*gga, huh
b*tch, i’m clouted up and you can check, lil’ n*gga, huh (yeah)
if you talkin’ hot, then take a step, lil’ n*gga, huh
i can pull up on you in a sec, lil’ n*gga, huh (huh)
yeah, woah (yeah)
i got my n*ggas on go (boom, boom, boom, boom)
i got my shawty that carry a strap to wherever you at
boy, my jit on parole (lil’ b*tch)
c*ck that ho back, take you straight off of the map
put your ass on your back, make your whole body fold (that’s right)
i cannot rap if it ain’t about facts
when that n*gga give sass, take his ass off his toes
uh, like boost
huh, uppercut a n*gga, send his ass through the muhf*ckin’ roof
just like boof, huh (yeah)
make a n*gga shatter like glass if he comin’ at me loose
c*ck it back, shoot, huh
make a n*gga travel to the past if he really tryna do somethin’
ooh, gun
c*ck it back, c*ck it back, c*ck it back, c*ck it back, huh (b*tch)

- kid lavan lyrics

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