lizard - xaestar lyrics
[bridge]
you better tell yo’ big homie boss up in the club
(boss up in the club, ‘cuz i’m gone run up)
yeah, ‘cuz if i don’t see no security, you better keep that f*ckin’ chain tucked
(keep that f*ckin’ chain tucked, because)
[chorus]
it’s a lot of opps rolled in my swisher
come in get yo’ girl, i won’t miss her
he wanna fit in, f*ck with the crowd
he ain’t no slime, snake, lizard
running the city ’til my f*ckin’ feet hurt
that boy don’t do nothin’ but talk on computers
we leave him all face down in the dirt
and that hoe talk a lot, i wanna mute her
it’s a lot of opps rolled in my swisher
come in get yo’ girl, i won’t miss her
he wanna fit in, f*ck with the crowd
he ain’t no slime, snake, lizard
running the city ’til my f*ckin’ feet hurt
that boy don’t do nothin’ but talk on computers
we leave him all face down in the dirt
and that hoe talk a lot, i wanna mute her
[verse]
yeah, i don’t know what this b*tch keep talkin’ about
i heard she got a new man, but his pockets flat, they sittin’ in a drought
i don’t why this chick keep running her mouth
i had to block her number, but she still gone find a way to get around
okay, like, i do not know what he talkin’ about
if he talkin’ too hot, catch a punch in his mouth
if you f*ckin’ with me, info spreading quickly, and i’m gone have my lil’ bros come air this b*tch out
like why the f*ck you wanna talk on me, that’s not a smart move (smart move)
if you didn’t know, then you must be on medicine or took some hard shrooms, because (because, because)
[chorus]
it’s a lot of opps rolled in my swisher
come in get yo’ girl, i won’t miss her
he wanna fit in, f*ck with the crowd
he ain’t no slime, snake, lizard (whoa, no)
running the city ’til my f*ckin’ feet hurt
that boy don’t do nothin’ but talk on computers
we leave him all face down in the dirt
and that hoe talk a lot, i wanna mute her (yeah, whoa)
it’s a lot of opps rolled in my swisher
come in get yo’ girl, i won’t miss her
he wanna fit in, f*ck with the crowd
he ain’t no slime, snake, lizard (whoa, no)
running the city ’til my f*ckin’ feet hurt
that boy don’t do nothin’ but talk on computers
we leave him all face down in the dirt
and that hoe talk a lot, i wanna mute her (yeah, whoa)
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