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bop it! - smokexys lyrics

[verse 1: demoxys]
bop it, aye
stop it, aye
i might rip the head off the prophet, aye
she wanted the d*ck had to top it, aye
we blastin off like it’s a rocket, aye
cop it, aye
chop it, aye
my bank account lookin so chokka, aye
you come for attention so stop it, aye
i hate when they switch up the topic, aye
all i really need is the scope on my gun
b*tch i am a giant like fee fi fo fum
if you try to get me in check then you’re done
i don’t even try, i’m doing it for fun
i don’t need the glass i see the vi zon
if you gettin checks thеn b*tch i need one
she a little prеtty i need to eat, uh
steal a n*gga flow then murder his beat, uh
rip to the beat, uh
i k!ll the sh*t, uh
get knocked out, ding dong
i feel like king kong
on top of the f*cking world
but feel like king kong
i never been wrong
i’ll prove yo ass right then prove yo ass wrong
i’m getting the f*cking stacks
i’m throwing away the name and then bringing that sh*t right back
my flow is so diabetic i’m giving you heart attacks
if you really think you bout it then just tell me where you at
[verse 2: smokexys]
hit me where you at with an addy right on a letter
so i can knock some f*cking sense in your head all with f*cking metal
with the metal be it chrome right up to yo f*cking windows
imma cl!ck it make you l!ck it i’m fillin you with the widows
and i got a f*cking pole i’m not even talkin strippers
i’m pullin up on these n*ggas like my name is jack the ripper
and these n*ggas always tellin me that i’m acting too much vigorous
but they don’t know the pain
that comes with the f*cking trigger miss
i’m shooting at your boys f*cking epidermis
his family gonna be the one that heard this
pressure like roshi i’m the f*cking hermit
i’m burning sh*t down like on the way to ferguson
make yo b*tch tweakin like she got the parkinson’s
you hear the sound when my n*ggas is sparkin it
selling yo body put it up to market it
yo family the only one i’m targeting
you showing me sh*t like if i f*cking care
batter your body your boys just gon stare
play wit me a f*cking war i declare
run up on me and you going my lair
yo hoe on her knees and i’m pulling her hair
she part of my project so i call her blaire
you say i’m a different breed but i’m just rare
like the blood that gon spill out of him you is rare
[verse 3: demoxys, smokexys]
sliggity, gibbity, hibbity hip hop
i pull up to the function with 2 or 3 thick thots
they be filming videos to post on tik tok
i shoot them in head and call it a trickshot
play call of duty but only playstation
can suck my d*ck but that’s not invitation
yo p*ssy so oily the us invades it
i got too many bodies, they call me a nation
i’ll take him to checkers fry him like he cajun
diamonds so wet around like i’m a haitian
this track super sick it give you palpitations
these flows be diverse i might as well be blasian
do you like my blunt this sh*t is gon be blazing
blood gon be lost your vision gon be hazing
f*cking that b*tch i give her that sensation
after this track i’m overnight sensation

- smokexys lyrics

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