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kos-dios - boogieman lyrics

intro — kos+dios]
head shots, i’m fiending — left ’em leaning, b+tch, we packed ’em up
baby glock beam in till we steamed him — then we bagged him up
cold+hearted demons, freeze him, tag him up, we stamped him up
left that boy tweaking on the speaking — couldn’t back up

[hook — kos+dios]
act out, baby g off this hip, i’ma spaz now
maybe hi+point on the skit, watch it blast out
i’m crashin’ out, i keep a pole — i won’t fight, so don’t get packed out
wipe the nose, he got a cold — b+tch, that be yo man down

[verse 1 — euro2k]
attach a switch to a bl!cky, he get tricky, na
been in bad situations, thought they’d pick a na
k!ll anything they state — position set, we move right
“bro move left, we do him right” before the song get light
cuz we wiped his nose, think a n+++a cost a pick—sick
dave got five, xds — they call it lemon stick
fn not stock, twenty not twenty, drop fifty
we been hunted for a while, why you think you see these fiends?
she can play the route, quick to leave — not the type to hold b+tches

[hook — kos+dios]
head shots, i’m fiending — left ’em leaning, b+tch, we packed ’em up
baby glock beam in till we steamed him — then we bagged him up
cold+hearted demons, freeze him, tag him up, we stamped him up
left that boy tweaking on the speaking — couldn’t back up
[verse 2 — kos+dios]
act out, baby g, off this hip i’ma spaz now
maybe hi+point right up on the skit — make ’em tap out
i been that crash out, keep a pole — but i can’t fight, don’t get packed out
b+tches on my phone, i can tell they all fanned out
gta got some stars like paramount
fours up on my feet, park his car, then we air it out
walk in the party, we off who he care about
first off — f+ck opposition, they don’t wack sh+t, no clout
ridin’ round town, i keep this glock, i keep a ratchet
make a boy disappear — gone, b+tch, it’s magic
one false move and them shooters make it tragic
he thought he was untouchable — i tapped him, made it happen
seen his face, saw his skull when i cracked it
sent a couple shots — got rock and molly, someone tapped in
cuz the boy and i be trappin’, i ain’t with games, unless they tryna play
one up in the top, i’ma rearrange they face
did so many things — mama said i been insane
but watch me exchange — a bullet traded for his brain
b+tches say i’m tweaking — nah, i’m just fed up
i swiss+cheesed that boy, he dropped — he a dead opp
your brother screaming — he got shot, he a dead f+ck
brains look like vomit when it pop — get up

- kos dios lyrics

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