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big boss vette – how tf lyrics

[chorus: sleazyworld go]
how the f+ck, did i just spend one+fifty/150 on a benz? (sh+t)
how the f+ck, did i spin your block and you let me spin again? (skeet)
how the f+ck, did i just meet her and then i f+cked her friend? (huh)
how the f+ck, did i run up all the m’s from a pan?
how the f+ck? (hey, how the f+ck?)
how the f+ck? (how the f+ck?)
how the f+ck? (hey, how the f+ck?)
how the f+ck? (how the f+ck?)
how the f+ck? (uh+ha)
how the f+ck? (hey, how the f+ck?)
how the f+ck? (come on)
how the f+ck? (come on)
[verse 1: sleazyworld go]
how the f+ck i make it out of them trenches, i ain’t ever dissed a rapper? (huh?)
don’t mеntion my name in none of your songs, i’ll f+ck around and switch a rapper (switch)
shout out boss vеtte
i want my b+tch move just like that (like that)
i want my b+tch move just like her (like her)
i fell in love when i heard, sn+tched, uh (i fell in love)
how the f+ck i make it rappin’? i was just thuggin’, i ain’t have sh+t (sh+t)
switched that semi+auto to a fully, that b+tch start twitchin’, we call it a glitch (we call it glitchin’, glitchin’)
please, don’t ever put my name in none of your mentions (none of your mentions), huh
pretty b+tch and she sn+tch souls, i had to tell her, “get back though” (get back)
opp say he dropped sh+t, them boys be wack as sh+t in they raps though (they cap)

[chorus: sleazyworld go & big boss vette]
how the f+ck, did i just spend one+fifty/150 on a benz? (sh+t)
how the f+ck, did i spin your block and you let me spin again? (skeet)
how the f+ck, did i just meet her and then i f+cked her friend? (huh?)
how the f+ck, did i run up all the m’s from a pan?
how the f+ck?
how the f+ck? how the f+ck? how the f+ck? (ooh+ooh)
how the f+ck? how the f+ck? how the f+ck? (yeah+yeah)
how the f+ck? i don’t know, how the f+ck? (yeah, yeah)
ooh, ayy, big vette

[verse 2: big boss vette]
talking ’bout money, these n+ggas be cap (ooh)
everything real on my body, that’s facts (on god)
ran up some commas, shout out my designer, i’m sh+ttin’ on b+tches all over the map (yeah)
i can’t fake kick it for industry look (at all)
my presence got these made up b+tches shook (f+ck ’em)
i came up from nothing, i used to be bumming, i’m having my way, b+tch, it’s all or it’s nothing
i copped me a foreign, now i got some bragging rights (woo, yeah)
cut that n+gga off, he ain’t acting right
i don’t stand in line on a private flight (at all)
i can’t come for free, gotta pay the price (pay)
n0body knew all them chances i took (on god)
i’m really talented who overlooked (who? who?)
true to this sh+t, i ain’t never been rooked (at all)
i copped me a chain to turn up my look (yeah)
shout out my label, they know i’m a monster (ayy)
coldest b+tch out of my city and roster (ayy)
birthing these b+tches, they stealing my flow and my style
godd+mn, these b+tches imposters
don’t spin the block when you see that i’m up (the f+ck?)
keeping a list of these b+tches, it’s f+ck ’em (f+ck ’em)
hustling backwards, you n+ggas are dumb (yeah)
i got a question
[chorus: sleazyworld go, big boss vette, ]
how the f+ck, did i just spend one+fifty/150 on a benz? (sh+t)
how the f+ck, did i spin your block and you let me spin again? (skeet)
how the f+ck, did i just meet her and then i f+cked her friend? (huh?)
how the f+ck, did i run up all the m’s from a pan?
(hey, how the f+ck?)
(hey, how the f+ck?)
(yeah+yeah)
(come on, yeah, yeah)
(come on, hey, on god)

- big boss vette lyrics

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