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misled - young bzo lyrics

[skit]
god d-mn man, i’m finna go to sleep
the f-ck talking ’bout flight delayed…
(default iphone ringtone)
h-llo? the f-ck? oh they [?]
yo?
(hey were you at bro)
bro, i’m at the motherf-cking airport, bro
(bro, i told you what time you’re supposed to be out here, bro, these [?] down here, bro, god d-mn)
what the f-ck talking bout though
(bro i got people lit down here they f-cking with you bro)
(what’s going on? you [?]?)
man i ain’t even got on that motherf-cker yet bro
(what’s the holdup then bro?)
i’m finna come through bruh i can’t go nowhere, god d-mn
(what’s the holdup bro? i’m tryna tell you, pull up.)
man my flight got delayed, bro
(d-mn.)

dj [?] checking in
i’m here to let y’all know [?]
flight delayed

[chorus]

i just left to julip got a brand new [?]
rich gang to cold need a brand new pot
trap jumping out a [?] need a brand new spot
i ain’t talking whip d-mn bought a brand new [?]
big booty b-tch and i gone f-ck her on same
bring my n-gga down cause we rollin’ too tight
i don’t give a d-mn what a b-tch dun said, i still gone f-ck her cause she misled (ye-ah)

[verse 1]
[?]
never did respect the grind
whipping them gl-ss out ’till it’s petrified
i don’t give a f-ck, shoot them chopper leave ’em terrified
bad brown b-tch got me mesmerized
bounty on my head, tell your boss he needs some better guys
run down columbine it left on 10th street
blow a whole bag on a b-tch i just meet
roll a good gas in the blunt
[?] hit the bong got 2 bags in the trunk
real disrespectful imma splash in her gut
and i ain’t even ask her to f-ck
telling you what’s up
big cuz he just caught a 30
f-ck 12 cause them crackers did him dirty
heard a n-gga snitching young n-ggas take him out
don’t listen to the [?] had to take another route
time trapping in the summer
left my last ho she with a drummer
good finnessing boosting up my salary
my dog came home got weight like some calories
i just got a charge and i ain’t talking ’bout no battery
i can pay them [?] you can hang ’em in that gallery
f-cking on that white ho i think her name is vallerie
sh-t getting crazy lil [?] caught a 10
i just f-cked your ho for a band
she pop that p-ssy for a check
hit it from behind like a [?]
hold up just wait we just buildin’
hit my lil’ b-tch she on ceiling
tell them f-ck n-ggas they ain’t nothin’
tell them broke hoes ain’t nothin
tell me what they did i done it
y’all ain’t really talking ’bout nothin
chopper make ’em run like sunny
good gas baby i’m bluntin’
imma pay more than 100
lookin’ for the cash i’m coming
work your b-tch head like a bunny
(oooh) imma make these n-ggas remember me
penalize n-ggas ain’t feeling me
i’mma show these n-ggas what a k!lling be
take it lil iddle-y where the dealing be?
for the roof, the sky, and where the ceiling be
these f-ck n-ggas really k!lling me, healing me, k!lling me, healing me, k!lling me
getting paid
i can f-ck your b-tch like 6 ways
i’m too fly i got 6 js
imma sell you something i got 6 js
imma sell you something like 6 ways

[rest]
the [?], motherf-cker
you dig what i’m saying
dj playboy
dj [?]
y’all n-ggas don’t really really know what’s really going on man yknowmsayin
[?]
i just really came up on a good lil l1ck you know what i mean
shout out to everybody
the whole team, for real
[?]
a n-gga need to be in a wheelchair for this sh-t for real
[?]

[chorus]
i just left to [?] got a brand new [?]
rich gang to cold need a brand new pot
trap jumping out a [?] need a brand new spot
i ain’t talking whip d-mn bought a brand new [?]
big booty b-tch and i gone f-ck her on same
bring my n-gga down cause we rollin’ too tight
i don’t give a d-mn what a b-tch dun said, i still gone f-ck her cause she misled (ye-ah)

[verse 2]
imma sip away all my problems
swear to god the money only solve it
all this f-cking weed got me nervous
all this flexing on purpose
now she wanna act like she working
now he wanna act like she working
now he wanna act like she working
now he wanna act like he working
i just caught a wave young n-gga, now i’m surfin’
shooters on my team with that itchy finger
dope so pretty wanna like her finger
making all that [?] that’s a money trap
serve my first walk i was just a young ‘un
finesse 5 out 10 think i’m doing something
got them baby [?] red out a f-cking [?]
my lil’ bro just came home on a f-cking curfew
n-gga talking sh-t gotta blow him in the mouth
[?] around the city like my name [?]
let them n-ggas know that you strapped
i been getting money no cap
rip [?]
when you get home they start hating
when you get home they start waiting
f-cking with them n-ggas leave them hanging
f-cking with them n-ggas leave them hanging
i don’t give a f-ck shoot them choppers leave ’em terrified
f-cking with them n-ggas leave them hanging
all this f-cking weed got me nervous
all this f-cking weed got me nervous
i don’t give a f-ck shoot them choppers leave ’em terrified

- young bzo lyrics

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