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booter bee - sexyy red lyrics

[intro: booter bee]
yo, 4 man in the ride got my t+shirt rapped to my eyes
run up and shoot i ain’t giving out leg shots headshots might catch one by surprise

[verse 1: booter bee]
4 man in the ride got my t+shirt rapped to my eyes
run up and shoot i ain’t giving out leg shots headshots might catch one by surprise
he got slapped trying to cross the road
spinners and dottys the options loads
javz is dead, khayri’ dead
free up the guys we dropped them both

[verse 2: headie one]
stem ting [?] on the side
this skeng gonna need a tutorial
ever had man go in the air then drop
gang didn’t send him no audio
this 4 door drifted nothing like [?]
the car and the wap they can both do i auto
opps trying to link up just for the o
come like the audi logo

[verse 3: booter bee]
you don’t wanna see a go crazy i seen first hand what he done with his fl!ck shank
if i catch and opp might turn lil baby
i ripped his flesh why the paigons hate me
glock 9 off safety, pump off safety
backseat moving shady
spin round the coupe 180
you can get slapped in front of your lady
[verse 4: headie one]
he’s dthe gang try leave his head with lead made a man skiiyee like s+xxy red
ever rid with dinger so bruck on the way back home the engines dead
try to make a diss track now your bredrin is dead
when uptown stepping in lv mesh
you ain’t ever shot off the pocket rocket in selfriges

[verse 5: booter bee]
countless man been slapped and shaved
get the drop with the mash i’ll light up the place
m got shot in his back with a 12 gauge
he fell forward flat on his face
tell the driver slap on the brakes
i see three yutes by the barber shop
tell bro don’t make a commotion
pull to the side let me rass it off

[verse 6: headie one]
yo, you don’t wanna see us masking up
coulda got shh lucky he was fast enough
i quit smoking but if an l turns pack imma rass that bud
my fl!ck shank didn’t pass a luck
i left my black blade covered in snow
same one done shh in the shop left blood on the haribo

[verse 7: booter bee]
heard they locked us one by one, we butchered them man one by one
violations don’t expire, we sent lil bro and they shot his mums
we shot up his nans
i shot up his dad as well
i slapped his worker as well
2 sticks in the ride a spinner as well
i ain’t tryna bump into adele
pop the door everyone ran when they saw, the gun in my hand i’m holding
hang out the hip pellets fly out the stick
i shoot and score like foden
i ain’t gonna lie ever since 2 of them died
i’ve been sleeping better
phone up adz, ring gr guarantee that he’ll jump out squeezing the retta

- booter bee lyrics

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