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bop - yung mavu lyrics

[chorus]
know this sh*t bop when i kick through the door
you f*cking with the boss, i’m the ceo
and i got dro taking care of the finance
know she got a boy, but the b*tch got a fine ass
i ain’t gotta say it, but you know what’s up
i need 10 bottles for the gang in the club
i don’t f*ck with dior imma pull up in needles
i’m feeling like nav, b*tches sniffin on bieber

[verse 1]
f*cking on a bougie lil b*tch she a brat
man i stay 10 toes but sometimes i gotta brag
nappie in the cup all my boys going up
heavy card in the pants and that’s why this sh*t sag
they forgot that i rap swear yung mavu he back
oh you living like a movie while i think that it’s a wrap
i don’t fight with a n*gga if he tryna diss the boy on a verse
man i swear to god he finna get dragged
k!ller on the beat, i be moving like a panther
i’m always getting lit, i mix the 40 with the fanta
i f*ck her then i dip, i’m disappearing like a phantom
ugly lil n*gga but the money made me handsome

and that’s facts
the beat drop i see the booties all clap
better get out with your gang i know them n*ggas all cap
they ain’t cutting me slack so i had to bounce back
and d*mn right i did
to many snakes tryna get on with the life i live
if you see me on your tv then it’s prime time b*tch
lil n*gga had his chance now it’s my time b*tch
i been tryna get it for a minute
ain’t no limit to this sh*t that i can do
i ain’t doing sh*t for you, for him, for her
i know i did it better,i don’t care who did it first lil b*tch
[chorus]
know this sh*t bop when i kick through the door
you f*cking with the boss, i’m the ceo
and i got dro taking care of the finance
know she got a boy, but the b*tch got a fine ass
i ain’t gotta say it, but you know what’s up
i need 10 bottles for the gang in the club
i don’t f*ck with dior imma pull up in needles
i’m feeling like nav, b*tches sniffin on bieber

[verse 2]
had to tell her that we better as friends
a couple komma’s for a show
and now i need that in advance
i feel like breezy how i run it
cause i rap & i dance
‘bout to pour another bottle
then i’m at it again
and i gained a couple pounds, you can tell that i bossed up
a n*gga eating good, i mix the ramen with lobster
swear i’m easy with the rhymes
yeah on the beat like i’m buster
and i might give her the d, but that don’t mean that i trust her
and all my sh*t custom made, she wanna f*ck today
say you with the sh*ts, but that n*gga get flushed away
imma go up away, we don’t do sh*t for clout
ten hoes on the left me & skid took the other route
yeah
to the left
when i’m done with her, i move on to the next
i’m with my gang don’t give a f*ck about the rest
imma say it with my chest, feel like khaled we the best
i’m a hot n*gga man , i feel like bobby shmurda
still the old me but it’s that sh*t you never heard off
vodka in my hand yeah you know that imma turn up
i feel sorry for the beat cause this sh*t is getting murdered

- yung mavu lyrics

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