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lirik lagu boy please – afn peso

[intro]
you’re like born a hater
you know, like myself. lotta cats they be hating, you know, i’m mad at everything. brother got a nice car, why you got a car? man i only got one car. why you got three cars for all that? man that’s played out, man. i hate on a n*gga till he’s totally broke and ain’t got nothing like me, you know what i’m saying? cause yeah, that’s what real hating is all about

[verse 1]
n*ggas ain’t eating, they be starving
a full plate with the steak and the garlic
only difference is n*gga goin harder
i was broke like them, they was hating regardless
don’t be mad i’m big dawg, lil pit
don’t be mad the hoe choosе a lil pimp
brodie playing, pour a four in that sh*t
he try to imitate, hе know he not this
oh you mad yall the same and i’m in my own lane?
the hoes gotta deal with me cause they know i won’t change
yeah, she say it’s ice in my veins
yeah, oh ight
n*ggas calling on my phone tryna peace treat
man i ain’t tryna hear it, b*tch we k!ll beef
n*gga bought a lil gun so he could feel street
n*ggas ain’t pop sh*t but a pill, please

[hook]
yeah
you n*ggas ain’t dangerous enough to be speaking on me, boy please
don’t you know i am the man with the plan and i touch a bankroll with ease?
and i see you tryna claim that b*tch, don’t claim that hoe, that skeez
and we the type to sn*tch a n*gga up
don’t give a f*ck if he begging to leave
[verse 2]
don’t you know i had the b*tch tryna suck a n*gga d*ck and i passed that up?
imma type of n*gga to take a couple losses
i ain’t trippin, get my cash back up
imma pull up in dior, imma score, fashion
imma pull up on yo block with a chop, you can have it
pull up on yo block with a glock and a mask
hop out the whip, no c*ck, just blast
type of situation make you sh*t on yourself
you know you been a hating b*tch if you remember yourself
real n*ggas gon’ respect me regardless
probably mad cause i beat you up in the apartment
i be laughing at these n*ggas
man these n*ggas is a joke, don’t act like you don’t know
and all you clown ass n*ggas, fake down ass n*ggas could be part of the show

[hook]
yeah
why you n*ggas ain’t dangerous enough to be speaking on me, boy please
don’t you know i am the man with the plan and i touch a bankroll with ease?
and i see you tryna claim that b*tch, don’t claim that hoe, that skeez
and we the type to sn*tch a n*gga up
don’t give a f*ck if he begging to leave

[verse 3]
your b*tch ass better call your big brother
and we heard you called the police from your mother
yeah, that’s a fun fact
like you tryin to patch it up, boy who does that?
i really only got time for the rollie
i really only shoot my shot like i’m kobe
man i really know n*ggas, they don’t know me
cause if they knew me, they know they couldn’t hold me
why you turn the heat up, i’m in a deep freeze
i’m with a brown blonde b*tch, no [?]
you n*ggas wanna play games, that’s what it’s finna be
you n*ggas gotta do a lot to get rid of me
can’t be serious man
n*ggas crazy than a motherf*cker dawg
man you lame ass n*ggas know what’s up with us n*gga
stop hiding b*tch

- afn peso

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