lirik lagu bok – heartstopmiami
[intro]
planetzero
yeah (hey there)
oh my god
uh
pause, what am i doing?
[chorus: heartstopmiami]
yeah yeah yeah
this glock gonna pop off
and i keep me that pump, sawed*off
why he dare try to front? he lame as f*ck
put his motherf*cking body inside thw trunk
i don’t give a f*ck
and i’m f*cking his b*tch, i’ma bust a nut
from the back ’til she walking like forrest gump
he keep tryna talk sh*t, but he f*cking up
[verse 1: heartstopmiami]
bibbity bobbity boo
eat the p*ssy like it’s food, motherf*cker, who are you?
in the back with my dudes, totin’ macs, totin’ tools
i made this song in the zoom, yeah
f*ck with me, you meet your doom, yeah
stick out, go boom, yeah
clean it out like a room, yeah
and his friend all rudе, yeah
watch the chop f*cking fume, yеah
get a mop, not a broom, yeah
(just give it a second, just*)
i’ll see you soon, yeah
day, night or noon, yeah
f*ck you up on new years
you gon’ recover in two years
i’ll see you soon, yeah
day, night or noon, yeah
f*ck you up on new years
you gon’ recover in two years
[verse 2: erosdalightskin]
straight to the point like a motherf*cking blade
i fill the rest because, what that b*tch say?
i’m causin’ some static, you acting dramatic
i get to erasing, i feel like a plague
i already know you a b*tch boy
ain’t no need to elaborate
i already don’t give a sh*t boy
that includes what you gotta say
i’m in this b*tch, i ain’t talking no infant
i can’t see your bullsh*t like i got bad vision
i don’t give a f*ck if that sh*t wasn’t written
i’m sorry i’m better. it ain’t my intention
you can’t handle the heat little n*gga, i will not call your ass a chef, b*tch
since we are the topic, won’t even bother calling you a vet
[verse 3: lunacy]
hi, h*llo
this my entrance, i’ma let you know
i have no f*cking interest being buddy*buddy with you bubble guppies
anti*social mothaf*cker, never posting ’cause it’s f*ck your likes
talking that sh*t, motherf*cker, you die
yeah, she want me ’cause i’m f*cking her right
give her long d*ck while i’m standing 5’4″
what you think of that? all up in her cat
talking that sh*t when i walk in that b*tch
only hearing crickets, all i got is riches
i don’t need no b*tches, keep my comma
cents so i’m making dollars
in my d*mn impala, bumping tame impala
wanna hit my line? don’t you f*cking bother
i discriminate, floating on the beat make ’em levitate
stay up in my room, all alone ’bout to m*st*rbate
[chorus: heartstopmiami]
yeah yeah yeah
this glock gonna pop off
and i keep me that pump, sawed*off
why he dare try to front? he lame as f*ck
put his motherf*cking body inside thw trunk
i don’t give a f*ck
and i’m f*cking his b*tch, i’ma bust a nut
from the back ’til she walking like forrest gump
he keep tryna talk sh*t, but he f*cking up
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