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boss top - churches lyrics

[intro]
fredo waddup?
squad!
that trap sh-t (haaah!)
squad squad squad

[hook]
flexin’ like the glock boyz gon’ turn up
all of us got the shots, we got burnas (grahh!)
boss t, i’m professor y’all gon’ learn up
bought dat smith & wesson now it’s murdas
keep my bando bars cause the burglars
if i’on know the n-gga i’on serve him
drink got me slow, it might be workin’
my brother got them chickens and them churches

[verse 1]
smokin’ out the pound countin’ hunnas
all i tote is glizzys, don’t do llamas
i’m still gon’ cop a humma for jmunna (for my brother)
i’m still gon’ get that big house for my mama (what it look like?)
and when i cop that humma for jmunna (what you gon’ do?)
my youngins out the window they just bussin’
that 50 and that glizzy that b-tch drummin’
hit the b-tch from the back left her c-mmin’
and i’on f-ck for free you gon’ have somethin’
put that on my mama, b-tch i got 3 youngins
and they ain’t gon’ starve, they gon’ eat somethin’
if you ain’t o’block you ain’t on nothin’

[hook]

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