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bos flip - beat da o lyrics

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[intro: bos flip]
(ki, you cooked this?)
(lil’ p on the beat)
bah

[chorus: bos flip]
ayy, opp huntin’, we gon’ pull inside they sh+t, swing that door
ayy, don’t even think ’bout gettin’ inside this car if you ain’t gon’ up that score
ayy, all my opps be scared as h+ll, they pop outside without they pole
yeah, got lil’ yak and murder with me, them boys tryna hop out, blow
ayy, we big six, we crack that four, reaper gang, we’ll sn+tch your soul
yeah, call lil’ ricc, b+tch, that’s my twin, we don’t fall out ’bout no ho
ayy, pick him up from bragg’ like, “what you on, six? let’s go beat the o”
ayy, bomb squad, we blow your sh+t up, can’t forget about g so

[verse 1: bos flip]
ayy, can’t forget about getrich, that’s my bro, i’ll never switch
ayy, can’t forget about lil’ shotta, two arps, b+tch, we don’t miss
ayy, when we pop outside, we on gt, we ain’t forget that stick
ayy, when we swing they block, we on bullsh+t, we ain’t forget that switch
ayy, nah, we ain’t forget that frrt
ayy, catch a crowd, we hangin’ out the window, all he heard was frrt, baow, baow, baow
ayy, on the back that glock a b+tton
big boy chop, i ain’t goin’ for nothin’
ayy, never lackin’, glock on me in the mall, i’m clutchin’
off two percs right now, i’m bustin’
ayy, shoot it out, b+tch, i ain’t duckin’
say they upped that score, they bluffin’
ayy, we the ones that come through clutchin’
(baow, baow, baow, baow) bet we touch ’em
ayy, mini drac’, i think she russian
ayy, ambulance pull up and rush ’em
ayy, f+ck her once, she think i’ma cuff it
[verse 2: mpmrich]
got the drop on the opps, yeah, we finna blitz
i got love for the gang, give a f+ck ’bout a b+tch
you can’t hop in this v if you ain’t on the same sh+t
yeah, that n+gga so hard ’til i up it and flame sh+t
be switchin’ these hoes, me and bro f+ck the same b+tch
nah, that ain’t my homie, these n+ggas be hatin’
i’m like shaq in the paint, i’ma get close and face sh+t
try to run from the chopper, i’ma hop out and chase sh+t
i got faith in the gang, yeah, i know he gon’ bust it
get caught at the light, doa, i’ma flush ’em
ain’t gon’ talk about shh, he got put in a russian
let a n+gga play tough, he get baked like a m+ffin
yeah, the n+gga got baked like a cake
b+tch, i’m with them members, they throwin’ up rake
caught an opp in the o, tried to run from the drac’
can’t run from this b+tch, i’ma hop out and chase

[chorus: bos flip]
ayy, opp huntin’, we gon’ pull inside they sh+t, swing that door
ayy, don’t even think ’bout gettin’ inside this car if you ain’t gon’ up that score
ayy, all my opps be scared as h+ll, they pop outside without they pole
yeah, got lil’ yak and murder with me, them boys tryna hop out, blow
ayy, we big six, we crack that four, reaper gang, we’ll sn+tch your soul
yeah, call lil’ ricc, b+tch, that’s my twin, we don’t fall out ’bout no ho
ayy, pick him up from bragg’ like, “what you on, six? let’s go beat the o”
ayy, bomb squad, we blow your sh+t up, can’t forget about g so



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