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gryps – boosie cigs lyrics

[intro:]
“we are looking at how to pr+nounce this name, which is the name of a biblical figure who according to the book of genesis, was the third son of jacob and leah. in american english, it is normally pr+nounced as levi (lee+vye). however, as a sir name all around the world you will often hear it said as… levi/levy (leh+vee).”

[hook:]
i don’t wear vlone, b+tch i wear endless (b+tch i wear endless)
but i don’t know if bari did it so i’m still skeptic (b+tch i ain’t met him)
a shot of k but i think it was laced w/ the ivermectin

[verse 1:]
in the backyard multi+crossed, i’m smoking boosie cigs
dip the f+ckin’ camel in the crush, i’m chiefin’ lеan w/ nic
don’t look down on me cause my brain synapsis f+ckin need the sh+t
just so i can dеal wit yo annoying ass, you leaving yet?
no b+tch we can’t reconnect
lookin at splur+ like,” which beat can i leave bleeding next?”
usually i’m just levi but right now i’m levy
don’t let me start breaking necks
how do you have the audacity to try and be half of me?
you need to recompress, you need to be re+corrected
i be so steady
i wonder who i’m reaping next, b+tch

[bridge:]
check, check, check, check, check
check yo f+ckin’ plays
that’s a fat goose egg in 365 days
dead, dead
that’s what you gon be if you keep tryna play
gryps, gryps
say it one more time if you wanna see my face
+
i promise you don’t wanna see my face
[verse 2:]
if you wanna see me dead
if you wanna see me in the street
i hope you f+ckin track me down cause b+tch you know i’m hard to meet
+& i’m pale as sh+t cause i’m a ghost
yea i’m a ghost that you can see
i know i just said that i’m a ghost but you gon’ be the one dead covered in sheets
if you gon’ take me off the map than you’d be doing me a favor
take my life, a sacrifice
you gon’ get sliced w/ knives & sabers
i’m way too high off benny & spice b+tch i ain’t nice, talk to me later
shoot up ya home, shoot up ya fort b+tch i ain’t fader
i’m gon’ f+ck her but i ain’t gon’ date her
b+tch this .50 got some reverb, it gon’ leave you slow like slater!
you don’t listen to gryps, you faker
nah jk, i really don’t blame her cause if i heard my sh+t all day
i’d prolly turn around, meet my maker (bwah, bwah)
i don’t wear vlone, i do not wear endless
i still don’t know if bari raped her so i’m still skeptic
b+tch i’m saying whatever the f+ck that i want just because i’m a mess & i always been reckless since the day i started to learn to think with my senses

[hook:]
i don’t wear vlone, b+tch i wear endless
but i don’t know if bari did it so i’m still skeptic
a shot of k but i think it was laced w/ the ivermectin
[outro:]
the k, the h, the e, the x put blockers in my head
they put my ass to rest
no b+tch, i do not mean dead
i’m talking ’bout for when i’m tryna take my ass to bed
uh
uh, uh (yuh)
in the backyard smoking boosie cigs
dip the camel in the crush, i’m chiefin’ lean wit nic

- gryps lyrics

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