bonyit – north lyrics
(hook – bonyit)
foreign b-tches and bad b-tches that’s hoes 2 4
count up bands with 4 my hands watch fall to floor
pick it up i need truck load expand my load
in my hood i’m serving food just like a pope
if i could i probly should leave you at door
fake n-ggas and fake b-tches we don’t want more
if i want i go get it i buy from store
i don’t front i smoke no blunt stay true like north
(verse 1 – bonyit)
how you real but you faking
say you sl!ck and complaining
ride d-ck low key hating
go grind get to skating
cut you off can’t leach me
new drop swerve t3
going up like et
chase cheese i’m mini.. mouse
tom and jerry run the house
got the clout from the south
diamond gliz water froze
don’t ask what it cost
swerve swerve swerve swerve
made it from the ground from the dirt
said save money don’t splurge
bad b-tches hit me with the curve
pipe that p-ssy make it squirt.. squid
what’s the word break her heart like purp
pop a pill pop a perk
working from night to morning
you b-tch call me she h-rney
i do not f-ck no donkey
let her sick my lollie
i gotta get me a deal
take nothing less than a mill
in the booth i k!ll sharp shooter navy seal
with my n-gga bare grill cook it up and grill
how you feel
(hook – bonyit)
foreign b-tches and bad b-tches that’s hoes 2 4
count up bands with 4 my hands watch fall to floor
pick it up i need truck load expand my load
in my hood i’m serving food just like a pope
if i could i probly should leave you at door
fake n-ggas and fake b-tches we don’t want more
if i want i go get it i buy from store
i don’t front i smoke no blunt stay true like north
(verse 2 – feyso)
yeah, yeah, running a-a-alone
rocking v-v-v glowing on my chest
shawty getting wet in the sheets is it my chain
n-ggas is blinging, loud when i’m speaking
n-ggas be tweeking, i be running when i’m seeing
bad b-tches wanna twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk that -ss
it’s a real n-gga party, bad b-tches in the lobby
i ain’t champagne but i’m popping
sipping remy and bacardi
v-v-vs’s on my neckless bad b-tches checking
all of my n-ggas be repping the flag
n-gga came rag to riches from lavish b-tches
shawty wanna turn me on, ride me with a seesaw
came here with a hehaw
ride the donkey like hehaw in the sand storm
(hook – bonyit)
foreign b-tches and bad b-tches that’s hoes 2 4
count up bands with 4 my hands watch fall to floor
pick it up i need truck load expand my load
in my hood i’m serving food just like a pope
if i could i probly should leave you at door
fake n-ggas and fake b-tches we don’t want more
if i want i go get it i buy from store
i don’t front i smoke no blunt stay true like north
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