big xshon, yung dul (eng) – conman ii lyrics
[intro: big xshon]
only been a year, now he’s on page two
p+ssy boy snitching, now everybody hate you
snack stealin’, take one, yeah he take two
conman two cause one didn’t do
[verse 1: big xshon]
uhh, aye, dropped an apology in the group chat but you still did it (huh, huh)
you f+cked b+tches and wh0res at etsu, admit it (huh, huh)
get your own p+ssy, get your own girl, yuh, you don’t get it
10 nights in a row, and she still forbid it
at the saac meeting, all the athletes it’s just some crickets
adultery’s a sin but conner still committed
how he got the urge, how he got the b+lls
i went through your history, b+tch i know it all
it is not a mystery, yo ass gonna fall
all i gotta do is make like onе call
coach watts, let me tell you about this b+tch (huh, ayе)
coach watts, name em out, let’s make a list
this guy drinks and this guy drinks and this guy drinks and him
conner’s lights ain’t on upstairs, it’s really f+ckin’ dim
go back to jace, get a barber, get a trim
that fade was f+cking hideous, it looked all grim
let me ride back with coach, act all high and mighty
now the whole team hates you, even f+cking heidi
stupid ugly b+tch from capones, she’s so unsightly
messed with two or more girls on them team, then last night he
dropped a text, she came over, messed with him
complicated sh+t, he likes f+cking around
izelle or bonita, blood just take your pick
he’s so f+cking sad, he can’t control his d+ck
look he’s smoking with natalie, take a f+ckin’ pic
which p+ssy was better from the two on the team you l!cked
might a been three, might a been four, who knows
anything is possible whenever you’re a hoe
yub, it’s a new day, go buy some rubbers from the store
since you get so many b+tches, body count should grow
can’t keep a girlfriend, you just like to borrow
can’t tell the truth either, you just lie to seem dope
actin’ like a saint, what are you, the motherf+cking pope
once i heard the details of the convo, i lost hope
snitching on the team, now its murder that she wrote
[bridge: big xshon]
you’s a f+cking p+ssy, you’s a f+cking opp
he a p+ssy boy, yuh, he a f+cking opp
always be so corny, yeah, you gotta stop
tattle tale, that’s what we doing now
now you out here lookin’ f+cking stupid now
looking like a clown
looking like a b+tch
you’s a f+cking rat, you’s a f+cking snitch (mmh, mmh, huh, huh)
get out my sp+ce, huh, huh, get out my air, huh, huh
wasting the sh+t, huh, huh, i don’t care
[verse 2: yung dul]
i didn’t want to diss again but i guess it had to happen
you was on that van, talk to coach, why the f+ck you yappin’
all that f+cking lifting and i think it’s for no reason
you switched up on the gang, yuh, i call it treason
how you gonna switch up on the gang when it’s track season
you think you a leader but you sitting in the bleachers
talking bout he drinks but b+tch you do too
but then you gon’ f+ck around with the whole crew
i’m never gonna stress again
conner overly, he a b+tch, he got estrogen
you act like a bad b+tch but, huh, you average
[bridge: choir voice]
i’d like to go out and find a love that’s mine
one to last forever and not a day
the kind that will chase away
chase away, chase away
oh, myyy
[verse 3: big xshon]
let me teach these b+tches again about monogamy
conner overly, he ain’t got the right philosophy
me and cyrus can’t help no more on biology
b+tch picked up his book, he needs his on biography
nothing out the ordinary, you’re not a progidy
conner, get your own b+tch, this ain’t no monopoly
you got the assumption quantity’s better than quality
heidi f+cked you up, changed your ways, now you poly
you f+cking around with soccer chicks, prolly
who’s the next number who you’re gonna make a mockery
think her name was kinsten
think her name was natalie
what a shame, she ain’t seem that bad to me
tried to shoot your shot
[verse 4: yung dul]
it is not you, it’s your c+ck
you just gon’ switch on the flock
conner boy, he’s a jock
conner boy workin’ the clock
conner boy, he’s an opp
conner boy, this better stop
yeah, yeah, hold on, yeah, yeah, yeah
i didn’t even mean to diss you
we used to be cool, now i think we got an issue
p+ssy boy cryin’ in this b+tch, i think he need a tissue
i ain’t gonna lie bruh, that b+tch didn’t miss you
she didn’t mean to kiss you, yeah
got a cig in it
got a drink with it
conner overly, please don’t f+cking snitch
cause i know how you be
you a newbie
and i’m running this sh+t cause i got a two piece
and, you’s a p+ssy boy
you’s a p+ssy boy
you got baby face, bruh, you can’t make no noise
i gotta catch a case cause you know i’m with the boys
and if you ever snitch, then i’m gon’ be deployed
conman, we had to drop again
conman, it’s never gonna end
conman, we thought you was a friend
conman, he thinks he’s from j+pan
conman, he never f+cked a ten
conman
[outro: conman]
like, like i was on my high horse earlier and i f+cked up
and, and then, you know, big xshon said
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