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boosky - y2 lyrics

g*o*d
quote unquote
graa graa
o*p
it’s over bro
f*ck n*ggas op you a b*tch
you don’t know the code
these n*ggas cops i’m on yo head
like a totem pole
these n*gga f*cked get em zipped
f*ck you thought it was
shh keep it quiet he’s a pig
i already know
you f*ck with them n*ggas don’t say sh*t to me
you sold ya soul
b*tch you not my m*th* f*ckin n*gga
just another o*p
f*ck them other n*ggas i don’t f*ck witchoo n*ggas n*gga
anybody witchoo f*ckin witchoo i don’t feel them n*ggas
park that sh*t t on drake hop out wita bunch of lil k!llas
they never drove luxury this tax return lil different n*gga
if he dies he dies i’m ivan drago draco hidden dragon
crouching tiger i’m your karma
barber guess eye’m lashing at em
boosky popped up ooo he f*cked up
cool cuz i peeped
glad he laughing
watch ya six
you still tiktok
them twitter fingers twitch in glock
op
give a f*ck n*gga that’s some sh*t i won’t do
(i bet i won’t do)
be a b*tch n*gga like you you tu wong fu
(i bet you hoe too)
way i drip n*gga yo b*tch think i’m fondue
(don’t even want her)
lot of kick on that b*tch you think it’s kung fu
(these n*ggas goners)
i smell a op i smell a cop
(these n*ggas f*cked up)
they say copy that look how they talk
(i tell you what bruh)
go hide ya kid inside ya house
(stay on ya tumblr)
they don’t make surveillance for ya top
(you think i’m dumb bruh)
turned down a deal don’t give a f*ck
(i need 8 numbers)
i’m feeling fancy on a yacht
(i bet you wonder)
go get that b*tch stop tryna save her n*gga
(you f*cking up hoe)
i’m wigging out go to malaysia n*gga
(let’s set it up tho)
money don’t talk shut up n*gga
if it did i’ll sign it n*gga
why the f*ck you hiding n*gga?
need no f*ckin side kick n*gga
i know who you workin wit
i don’t need my f*ckin name affiliated wita pig
look
god tellin me to put the venom in em
i don’t fear shark n*gga swimmin wit em
last time checked n*gga been that n*gga
f*ck a circle i don’t even rent*a*center
already peeped see the b*tches in em
n*gga tap this you can really hear it
er’time i’m looking in the mirror n*gga
start to see god more clearer
n*gga i’m
g*o*d
quote unquote
graa graa
o*p
it’s over bro
f*ck n*ggas op you a b*tch
you don’t know the code
these n*ggas cops i’m on yo head
like a totem pole
these n*gga f*cked get em zipped
f*ck you thought it was
shh keep it quiet he’s a pig
i already know
you f*ck with them n*ggas don’t say sh*t to me
you sold ya soul
b*tch you not my m*th* f*ckin n*gga
just another o*p
yuh

- y2 lyrics

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