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lirik lagu boss warning 2 – jeesh

yuh (off)

verse 1 (jeesh)
i ain’t did nothing (nah)
they turned into opps themselves
sh*tting on me now they wanting something (what?)
i’m putting ’em off by scale (jeesh, what the f*ck is this?)
bigger than me? you was probably stunting (b*tch)
when you getting popped by sh*lls
i guarantee you stand for nothing
fall off the face (jeesh gon’)
of the world and plummet (k!ll ’em, b*tch)
b*tch i’m him
i ain’t wanna be you, you sound like a piece of work (p*ssy)
if i were to let my jits go crazy on your block
you’d need a nurse (for real)
the fye too lit for them folks, so they had to douse me (what?)
put me in land where the water surrounds me (huh?)
chop off the top of my house, try to drown me (what?)
feel like i got me a bounty (sheesh)
vision be cloudy
only cuz whenever i step outta the house
my lenses foggy (d*mn)
talk sh*t, we finna send somebody
and he finna send somebody (please)
hop in the back of the benz
i’ll probably, run down on ’em and sin (yuh)
we taking his friends
i hope they don’t mind talking again, when they got wings
huh, wrist on panic mode (what?)
they gon’ stand and go (what?)
watch how i control (yeah)
the game is not your soul (drop)
you either talk or quiet
but when you gon’ listen, folk? (the f*ck?)
i’m in the water, they backstroke
g*5, i let the cap’ smoke (brrah)
verse 2(redster)
yeah! (hi, red)
left wrist ice cream, sh*ts so good (mm)
b*tch get down low, understood (yeah)
she hold the d*ck, she koala the wood (woah)
i’m out in texas, i’m f*ckin up mai thai
smokin on might guy, punch in like popeye (okay)
these n*ggas burgers, related to five guys
slidin’ with five guys
choppa go rah, rah
i give a f*ck what you on
redster that n*gga forever and on (okay)
i got your b*tch imma give her a treat
it’s crazy the sh*t a b*tch do for a bone (that’s crazy)
it’s crazy the sh*t that i do for the guap
unlimited bullets gon’ hit him, he pop (lil’ b*tch)
volcanic eruption, this igneous rock (lil’ hoe)
he in pain if we push, the almighty get dropped (he gone)
and i walk wit the deadmen, your team finna rot (you dead)
and i keep getting dizzy, i’m spinning a lot (i’m spinnin’)
and i’m posted with jeesh, we be twinning a lot (okay)
red*blue beams, up switches a lot (yeah)
like, i got a skinny b*tch throwin it like coi leray
bo2 zombies, this pack a punch ray
i was like “jeesh what we doing today?”
lock on ballistics, go stupid today (yeah)
huh, i’m sh*t talking on beats
your sh*t too lame, got nothing to say (b*tch)
these n*ggas fans, they all on me
can’t ball on me, i laugh to the bank (go)
my cup dirty, filthy, poison, sludge
carti, i’m in a new tank (rrah)
i’m too real, for really
get the f*ck outta my face
verse 3(jeesh and redster)
yuh
triple d hammer walk, it got me waddling
you get into it, we up it and swing (brrah)
mask on my face when we walk in, we murder him
recently i just been feeling deranged (boom)
chop got a kickflip
spread out my biscuits
you wanna die, then we thinking the same (b*tch)
whole lotta choppas and gats
we got all of that
but we only need one in your brain
he on a shirt, but the tag on his toe (please)
dmv n*gga, we k!ll him like moe (yeah)
he spent it all, i ain’t saving his soul (nah)
witness protection, the tec get him gone (hoe)
the distance between us is six feet long (b*tch)
f*ck ’round, put him six feet under (yeah)
hotter than texas, summer
f*ck with the boss and you’ll never recover
or something like that

- jeesh

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