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boogie - ty (cgm) lyrics

[intro]
six*sh*ll, six*sh*ll
ayo, this is scratch on the beat, una

[chorus]
step on the a and boogie
fling this corn and burn this hoodie (hoodie)
know i got tech on the road
but juice do spill if i take that pushi
canton, she’s come back on basics
stressed her, doing up milk and cookies
don’t gamb your life like bookies, rookies
swing that rambo fully

[verse 1]
one time, got the drop on my man
road up quick, jumped out and cheffed him, left him
hopped back into my car seat
full on the clutch and i revved that engine
and, know this ramz ain’t bending
my arm extending, ripped that tendon
look, my probie think i’m offending
want man back, doing 1*10 benching (huh)
if i step on a cruise, bro are not tommy, can’t dodge these sh*lls like neo
all black like kodak, no caps me, and i bruck down cleo
cj got down, all trio, now i’m on the phone tryna’ book his vo
i still gotta lie to my po, can’t slip up or i’m back on freeflow
seat 1 come shout like snoochy, not too boug, imma’ grab that contact (sweet one)
this brown one moving all nervous, grey ting’s flirty, i think she’s on that (yup)
jail, i swing on my plug, got his whole head buss when he felt that contact (leakin’)
when he knew that pigs weren’t on that, come round the gang, but he lost his contract (p*ssy)
[chorus x2]
step on the a and boogie
fling this corn and burn this hoodie (hoodie)
know i got tech on the road
but juice do spill if i take that pushi
canton, she’s come back on basics
stressed her, doing up milk and cookies
don’t gamb your life like bookies, rookies
swing that rambo fully

step on the a and boogie
fling this corn and burn this hoodie (hoodie)
know i got tech on the road
but juice do spill if i take that pushi
canton, she’s come back on basics
stressed her, doing up milk and cookies
don’t gamb your life like bookies, rookies
swing that rambo fully

[verse 2]
not too far, got my little baby close
in case there’s opps, i keep it ready (hmm)
pyrex po’ and the baking soda
let that rise and i keep it steady
one hand on the wap, no fetty
slap that onetime, watch them leggy
why’s my man looking all nervous
looking all power and his face all sweaty
ayy bro bro who’s that, slam that brick (huh)
hop out quick, don’t care if it’s big (nope)
his plug got tt flake
gotta wash his plate, can’t get no bricks
don’t get caught when you’re out with bae
give no f*cks when i swing that blade
last time that i done it with bro
sumthing got shaved, i’ll say no names
if bro bro let this pop
it’s more than a cocoa stuck in your head
got frosty flake in this pot
turned it rock, gotta feed my pets
girls come looking at golden nuggets
get bro mad, he would let that press
if i ride with sav and i pass you
you ain’t going home ’til something gets wet
opp block camping, not white ramping
still gotta put them blade on tops
i tell bro bro grabbed it, pushed black, slap it
make sure it’s whole with rocks
i’m still in this t with this grub
yolo, swirling, make that lock
had to step on the flow with the tune
and my shank with the cap, never got unlocked
[chorus x2]
step on the a and boogie
fling this corn and burn this hoodie (hoodie)
know i got tech on the road
but juice do spill if i take that pushi
canton, she’s come back on basics
stressed her, doing up milk and cookies
don’t gamb your life like bookies, rookies
swing that rambo fully

[outro]
six*sh*ll, six*sh*ll
ayo, this is scratch on the beat, una

- ty cgm lyrics

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