boofpaxkmooky – exposed lyrics
[intro]
(je t’aime milanezie)
[chorus]
yeah, you don’t even come around, you a ghost
you don’t even pray to god, you be lost
she wanna come with me ’cause you home
i cut the line so you don’t pick up the phone
i got that fire in this b+tch, no one knows
i couldn’t even go out the trap, it was cold
we bring the stick outside when it’s on
i can tell when money hit the room
i’m with your b+tch, she taking my soul
play her like madden, it’s a w
i got the drop n+gga, no one knows
hop in the drop, n+gga if you bold
come to me, i’m not taking, it’s ovеr
stay clean, i’m not tryna get exposеd
lowkey, had to get it and go
[verse 1]
whip up the pot
show ’em how to whip up the pot
i’m in your face with the guap
i’m outer sp+ce and he not
i don’t like bottles, ‘less it’s the wock’
f+ck n+gga, you can get robbed
don’t got no money, go get you a job
n+ggas be snake, got to dodge
i’m in la with his thot
i don’t even know how to swim
i was just drowning in this b+tch
lay this ho down, n+gga in the city
n+ggas try to play me, show no pity
i don’t even care, long as i’m litty
i spent like ten racks ’cause i’m jiggy
went to new york, n+gga, like i’m diddy
[chorus]
yeah, you don’t even come around, you a ghost
you don’t even pray to god, you be lost
she wanna come with me ’cause you home
i cut the line so you don’t pick up the phone
i got that fire in this b+tch, no one knows
i couldn’t even go out the trap, it was cold
we bring the stick outside when it’s on
i can tell when money hit the room
i’m with your b+tch, she taking my soul
play her like madden, it’s a w
i got the drop n+gga, no one knows
hop in the drop, n+gga if you bold
come to me, i’m not taking, it’s over
stay clean, i’m not tryna get exposed
lowkey, had to get it and go
[verse 2]
get it and go
left my wrist in your ho
i’ll show you how easy it go
you never been here before
you try to be me, it’s low
i went down on your b+tch, i ain’t broke
he wanna battle me, it’s a joke
you know why i got the coat
you know what’s inside the coat
turn you to ghost
better yet, turn you to toast
n+gga felt right but he wrong
better get gone, ‘fore i come write you along
better yet, stay till the end of this song
n+ggas be dumb, n+ggas be bums
i be just having my fun
true to the game, n+gga number one
stick to the code, it’s all ’bout the funds
[chorus]
yeah, you don’t even come around, you a ghost
you don’t even pray to god, you be lost
she wanna come with me ’cause you home
i cut the line so you don’t pick up the phone
i got that fire in this b+tch, no one knows
i couldn’t even go out the trap, it was cold
we bring the stick outside when it’s on
i can tell when money hit the room
i’m with your b+tch, she taking my soul
play her like madden, it’s a w
i got the drop n+gga, no one knows
hop in the drop, n+gga if you bold
come to me, i’m not taking, it’s over
stay clean, i’m not tryna get exposed
lowkey, had to get it and go
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