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boi mystery – no leakers lyrics

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hook (boi mystery):

catch me slidin to this cake
took me couple albums i got stars up in my wraith
got some art up in my safe
got some art inside my vault
i don’t care about no leakers cuz they don’t know what i’m on
catch me ridin thru the ville
if you ever real to me you’ll find it in my will
i won’t die before i k!ll
because i ain’t poppin pills
i’m floating on a cloud right now cuz i don’t do no drill, yeah

verse 1 (boi mystery):

birkin her bag
cuz i heard that she bad
she ain’t even gotta ask
i’m just handing her a rack
put the goodies in the trunk
got your girl up in my bunk
prolly somewhere gettin drunk
kyrie layup i can’t dunk
pass me the mic
then i get it hype
say i love her sike
mystery only like
wanna dip out
cuz these shorties want the clout
she self conscious kick her out
gotta be down with out a doubt yea
murder all the beats if they comin right from knacke
i can’t understand your language if you aren’t talking cash, yeah

hook (boi mystery):

catch me slidin to this cake
took me couple albums i got stars up in my wraith
got some art up in my safe
got some art inside my vault
i don’t care about no leakers cuz they don’t know what i’m on
catch me ridin thru the ville
if you ever real to me you’ll find it in my will
i won’t die before i k!ll
because i ain’t poppin pills
i’m floating on a cloud right now cuz i don’t do no drill, yeah

verse 2 (boi mystery):

they all bringing up my name but they ain’t ever sending shots
cuz i keep them haters tame with all these scintillating drops
i can’t ever touch a thot
even if she tryna cuff
cuz i’m rich as h+ll i know too well
these shorties know what’s up
walk inside and they ask questions
when is your next session
why you wearing black today i think you got depression
that’s a media assumption
meanwhile i’m just bumpin
got the party jumpin
smash it like a pumpkin
bringing up the past but don’t approach me after dippin
take another cup right to the face and now i’m trippin
toph and wag and i just did a case and now we trippin
hop inside the volvo do the race and now we whippin
droppin the top back
walk into gucci i cop that
she tell me she wanna top that
mystery runnin the bop back
walk in the bank with a hunnid thou
630 sound really run it now
he talkin crazy we run him down
hit him right up with a hunnid rounds
she get on top and she ride till 5
shoutout to wag that’s my ride or die
hit her up once i decide she dry
she getting mad i’m deciding why

hook (boi mystery):

catch me slidin to this cake
took me couple albums i got stars up in my wraith
got some art up in my safe
got some art inside my vault
i don’t care about no leakers cuz they don’t know what i’m on
catch me ridin thru the ville
if you ever real to me you’ll find it in my will
i won’t die before i k!ll
because i ain’t poppin pills
i’m floating on a cloud right now cuz i don’t do no drill, yeah



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