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(issa hush beat boi)

[verse 1: ro]
like whip this, i can get it turnt like a ripstik
p*ssy n*ggas b*tches, man i swear they need some lipstick
i be burning bridges, haven’t seen you in a minute
know you from the village, man i come from a village
yo b*tch nani smell like ahi
mufi hannemann my daddy
green bottles who like pahteh
i think i’m the sh*t, no potty

i be feeling so villainous
and my posse be k!lling it
if you do try to cross me, look both ways
do yo talk on the internet
see a fight, never been in it
leg checks only thing you get, i fade
[verse 2: shaun phenomenon]
(aye aye)
rolling up the tree, grab the leaf and smoke
she told me that she miss me
and i tell her i know, i know
you told me i’m so cold, so cold
icee, seven to eleven different hoes in my vicinity
i’ll make a shopping list and cross them all off
(uh)
til’ my boto stay all soft
(aye)
til’ the clique had to call off
(uh)
til’ i feel i’m ‘bout to fall off
follow me, i plan on making bands for the fam
now she feeling real good
like some denim from j*pan
now i’m sippin’ lilikoi, drinking straight from the can
understand now

[chorus: ro]
aye, you don’t know a banga like me, i know
gang stay giant like fee*fi*fo
bang my line when you fakas like go
dis’ ain’t a gun, just my boto
you don’t know a banga like me, i know
gang stay giant like fee*fi*fo
bang my line when you fakas like go
dis’ ain’t a gun, just my boto
[verse 3: devin cheff]
came up in the east side, yeah we making slappers
blunt got me more sp*ced out than will shatner
big titty, small titty, it don’t really matter
boto stay hahd if that ass looking fatter

all up in her dm’s while you send her letters unanswered
and shawty knocking at my door imma let her enter
she gon’ fall for me like jeremy renner from avengers
hit it from the back like a fender bender, uh

been in the game a minute
never content with how i’m livin’
i be racing ‘til the finish
you can’t even cross the line of scrimmage
pockets be on peter griffin, get rich with the boys
‘cause tell me what would michael jordan be without a scottie pippen

i’m sayin’, sh*t
all my money be coming in faster than hit
can’t f*ck with no b*tch who got braces
‘cause when she be giving that top it’s gon cut up my d*ck
(yeah)

[verse 4: koins]
we can scr*p from the back, if you act that’s a fact
imma pass on my ex, like why would i do that?
imma tap back in like how you gon’ do that
imma ask her friend to get naked when she dance
nothing to hide, i’m the one rebel souljahz
with a side of soul, and a buzz f*ck a gun
i’m assuming, you really using that sh*t
(sh*t, sh*t)
who you become after using that sh*t
(sh*t, sh*t)
i don’t know i’m throwing hands in the face of a foe
we can fight right now
we can go toe to toe
any time any place
gimmie sp*ce catch a fade
punch punch
(juke juke)
straight henny to the face
f*ck yo new years resolution
bangahs union, paid my dues
full since when my tummy achin’
hollow man, no kevin bacon

[outro]
you don’t know a banga like me, i know
gang stay giant like fee*fi*fo
bang my line when you fakas like go
dis’ ain’t a gun, just my boto
you don’t know a banga like me, i know
gang stay giant like fee*fi*fo
bang my line when you fakas like go
dis’ ain’t a gun, just my boto

- ro lyrics

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