Everything BoZ歌詞

作詞 : Michael Lamar White II/Coi Leray Collins
作曲 : matthew crabtree/Adrian Rupke
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that ***** my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
**** that ***** one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some *****s out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
***** ***** know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' *****, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
**** *****, what you want? Huh (What you want?)
Know we keep them choppers like a movie role (Movie role)
I just need to know, is it truly smoke? (Truly smoke)
Yeah, 'cause you know we want the smoke, we truly want (Truly want)
To bust shots at the opposition
***** *****, you ain't really in the right position
To be talking that gangster ****, *****, you get hit coming
She like bah, bah, bah, get shot in your head, man
Yeah, get shot where the headband 'posed to be at
***** *****, huh, yeah, uh, uh
***** *****, huh, yeah
You can get hit up
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that ***** my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
**** that ***** one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some *****s out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
***** ***** know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' *****, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head
This a Glock .40, yeah, leave a ***** dead
*****s be lackin', yeah, catch that ***** in traffic, shot him in the back
Might take your *****, yeah, she wanna hang with the gang but this ain't that
Boy be telling, yeah, can't **** with these opp ass *****s, they all rats
Hopped in my bag, Birkin, got out all this cash earned it
Tell me what you need, serve it, man, I make these ******* nervous
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ooh
Mmh, mmh, mmh, ayy
It's a Glock .40
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that ***** my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
**** that ***** one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some *****s out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
***** ***** know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' *****, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)