boyzie - twelves lyrics
chorus
where my strapps i got the maggs in the coupe x4
and we , bout to shoot
empty sh-lls
pull up at your section and we empty up a twelve
bout to shoot
empty sh-lls
pull up your section and we empty up the sh-lls
(b-tch)
verse : boyzie
man all these f-ck boys really talk too much
so do not stop me when that glackaroni go so hard
that magazine be fully loaded like its oprah’s month
its not a question if we pull up then we roll it out
gold totes n-gg-
its froze n-gg-
so we go slow n-gg-
we dump n-gg-s
and these body bags get thrown up in the dirt be cold n-gg-
if you f-cking with us then you getting chrome domed n-gg-
chorus
where my strapps i got the maggs in the coupe x4
and we , bout to shoot
empty sh-lls
pull up at your section and we empty up a twelve
bout to shoot
empty sh-lls
pull up your section and we empty up the sh-lls
(b-tch)
verse : pet peeve
ah literally
all of u n-gg-s look lil to me
all of em shots dat u took dawg u ain’t even tickling me
homie remember whatever they pay you to rap dey prolly gave triple to me
homie remember i’m not trying 2 fill in a gap i’m trying 2 get rid of ur stezz
get rid of ur energy get rid of ur legacy
don’t cop a convertible do u like kennedy
wipe out ur memory it’s almost surgical how i would cut up da dope wit precision
i used 2 chop up em grams on the table n clean up the mess like would in da kitchen
u ain’t a g n-gg- why is u b-tching
chorus
where my strapps i got the maggs in the coupe x4
and we , bout to shoot
empty sh-lls
pull up at your section and we empty up a twelve
bout to shoot
empty sh-lls
pull up your section and we empty up the sh-lls
(b-tch)
verse : young kado
b-tch i swear to god
don’t care out ya’ll
i’m h-lla booted
of a qp in the stu b-tch (yuh)
cuffin your b-tch like a bear hug
b-tch -ss n-gg- where the h-ll yall from
peel your cap back like hair cut
imma pull up and they stair up (s k rr , skrr)
b-tch i keep some smoke like mf chimney
b-tch i keep a bleeky issa mf twelve
b-tch i keep some dope weighed out on a scale now
b-tch i keep that draco on my hip , like a pig
chorus
where my strapps i got the maggs in the coupe x4
and we , bout to shoot
empty sh-lls
pull up at your section and we empty up a twelve
bout to shoot
empty sh-lls
pull up your section and we empty up the sh-lls
(b-tch)
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