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boban - outflown (rap) lyrics

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[intro: outflown]
plug, hold on
street man, street boy
big snm, you know what i’m saying
whole lotta money bro
what is he talking about
aye

[verse 1: outflown]
stepping on that b*tch, f*cking on her cl*t
gripping double six, about to shoot your wife and kids
shot your momma up, oh yes i did
free ak, he ain’t do sh*t

you can only count bout 30 watches on one wrist
i let the choppa talk for me, i don’t do sh*t
30 on my waist, another 30 on my hip
i’m so tall on my money, boban marjanovic

[verse 2: outflown]
i just dropped on your thot
dropped 200k on her ass, she think i’m hot
i think my gun got stds the way the tip hot
b*tch, please leave me alone, you got the strip hot

b*tch, please leave me alone, don’t call my phone
i be in the hills, popping pills, post malone
she took a x pill, now she in a zone
that n*gga rap just like me, think he a clone
he talk about the gang shoot him in his abode
hoes don’t mean sh*t but if money on i’m on
she screaming through the phone, lower your tone
i don’t think she know how much guns i own

sticks and stones gon’ break more than yo bones
smoking on that aryanna pack, al capone
she think i like her, play her like a trombone
she think she gon’ hurt me, punch her through the phone

- outflown rap lyrics

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