poppins - biz (bizwtf) lyrics
[intro]
ah, wah (what, what, ayy)
[chorus]
why, why the f*ck i’m grinding? being broke my motivation
i* i don’t want a honda, i want my whip to look like a sp*ceship
sh* she keep doing lines she gon be white just like acacia
why i’m looking at the sky? ain’t no eclipse, you know i’m gazing
b* bottle sh*t inside i think the blunt’s the way i face it
br* bro a f*cking junkie he immune to getting laced
ten, ten hydrocodone, b*tch i think i’m bout to faint
sh* she want me to come home, b*tch i’m like way too far from base
p* post a money spread, that sh*t is flat just like a crate
w* when i sign that deal, b*tch know i’m laughing in they face
good, do em just likе kobe, told em back up, need my sp*ce
w* whеn i get that jag’, i’ll trade that b*tch in for a wraith
br* bro you think i’m taxing it cost like fifty for an eighth
bih, this ain’t no exotic, when i pulled up give ‘em shake
my bag just like mary poppins, b*tch, i think i need a safe
me and shorty rarely talking, b*tch i told her “clean the slate”
[verse]
bi* b*tch my name is biz i’m like (shorty), what’s yo’ name?
b* barely got on clothes, she left the crib, don’t got no shame
kn* know i’m boutta blow, i could reach out, touch the fame
d* deep up in your ho, and that b*tch don’t even know my name
[chorus]
why, why the f*ck i’m grinding? being broke my motivation
i* i don’t want a honda, i want my whip to look like a sp*ceship
sh* she keep doing lines she gon be white just like acacia
why i’m looking at the sky? ain’t no eclipse, you know i’m gazing
b* bottle sh*t inside i think the blunt’s the way i face it
br* bro a f*cking junkie he immune to getting laced
ten, ten hydrocodone, b*tch i think i’m bout to faint
sh* she want me to come home, b*tch i’m like way too far from base
p* post a money spread, that sh*t is flat just like a crate
w* when i sign that deal, b*tch know i’m laughing in they face
good, do em just like kobe, told em back up, need my sp*ce
w* when i get that jag’, i’ll trade that b*tch in for a wraith
br* bro you think i’m taxing it cost like fifty for an eighth
bih, this ain’t no exotic, when i pulled up give ‘em shake
my bag just like mary poppins, b*tch, i think i need a safe
me and shorty rarely talking, b*tch i told her “clean the slate”
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