boi mystery – angles lyrics
[lauren hafeman: milnaine, drop that sh+t!]
hook (boi mystery):
bring out all the drinks we get turnt up
handling the heat don’t get burnt up
diamonds on my neck and they hit from different angles
vlone black and orange like i’m playing for the bengals
bring out all the drinks we get turnt up
handling the heat don’t get burnt up
diamonds on my neck and they hit from different angles
vlone black and orange like i’m playing for the bengals
verse 1 (boi mystery):
she can’t spend the night
you want clout babe
ima get you off
and get you out babe
mystery on top it’s an outrage
but you don’t know a d+mn thing about me
pass around another till we faded
cannot even touch her cuz she wasted
pour me up another and i faced it
i call up my brother and we racin
speeding down the highway headed back home
side chick hit my line because she tryna gimme dome
call me on my phone but i’m never picking up
ice all on my body but i’ll never stiffen up
hop inside the whip and i dip cuz it’s popped
she just wanna hop she ain’t sl!ck she a thot
called up my boy wag, what the zl!ck is what he said
asked him how his date went hand maybe head, yeah, yeah
hook (boi mystery):
bring out all the drinks we get turnt up
handling the heat don’t get burnt up
diamonds on my neck and they hit from different angles
vlone black and orange like i’m playing for the bengals
bring out all the drinks we get turnt up
handling the heat don’t get burnt up
diamonds on my neck and they hit from different angles
vlone black and orange like i’m playing for the bengals
verse 2 (boi mystery):
baddies in my ride tryna stain me
don’t know why these broke boys hate me
pull up in the brand new mercedes
pull up i’m with bridger we go brazy
pass em all around till the gang iced out
driving round town tell the lames pipe down
water on me drippin in the range right now
baddie say she tryna gimme brain right now
send the addy thru then we hit em all up
pull up on a opp then the choppa say wassup
used to have no cash now i pull up bentley truck
used to have it bad now i’m on the come up yeah
with the rooftop
let the coupe drop
720s with the roof off
suicide doors and they hang, yuh
pull up on your shorty then i bang, yeah, yeah
hook (boi mystery):
bring out all the drinks we get turnt up
handling the heat don’t get burnt up
diamonds on my neck and they hit from different angles
vlone black and orange like i’m playing for the bengals
bring out all the drinks we get turnt up
handling the heat don’t get burnt up
diamonds on my neck and they hit from different angles
vlone black and orange like i’m playing for the bengals
outro (boi mystery):
(bring out all the drinks we get turnt up
handling the heat don’t get burnt up
diamonds on my neck and they hit from different angles
vlone black and orange like i’m playing for the bengals
bring out all the drinks we get turnt up
handling the heat don’t get burnt up
diamonds on my neck and they hit from different angles
vlone black and orange like i’m playing for the bengals, yeah)
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