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lil worm - bos lyrics

[intro]
like, glahh, glahh, boom
bos, bos, everything+k, b+tch (yeah, revilo on it)
gbg baby, like, glahh+glahh

[chorus]
feel like rico, too tact’
he tried to walk, put the shot to his back
bos, i’ma leave it like that
like, bullets gon’ hit ’em, buildin’ up his tat’, like
pistol packin’, i ain’t lackin’
bos, n+gga, that’s the sh+t i’m jackin’
n+ggas lackin’, i’m relaxin’
mark out the ‘ooter, don’t mention what happened
what’s the move? get in tune
i got a baba, she shake up the room
i’m a demon, i shoot where i shoot
like, super stitchy, b+tch, i stay with my tool, like
that’s a fact, don’t try to act cool, but cool n+ggas really lack, like
where they at?
n+gga, ndot p+ssy, i make that n+gga runnin’ laps, like

[verse]
ebk, doa, he movin’ wock, catch a shot to his face
smokin’ bino, that sh+t got me laced
said i feel like tay+k, b+tch, i’m doin’ the race, like
it’s okay, ’cause when we slide, we slidin’ with the whole gang, like
ebk, n+gga, fourshot p+ssy and n+ggas punched her in her face, like
like, go get back
i got a .40 and stay with my makks
n+ggas be buggin’, don’t know where y’all at
don’t think that i’m lackin’, always keep a strap, like
i’ma leave it like that
i be tweakin’ and quick to attack
got a thottie shakin’ all her ass
silly is p+ssy, smokin’ on his dad, like
her name lucy, like a deucy
b+tch, when i slide, b+tch, i’m feelin’ like toosii
ain’t no talkin’ on tracks, skalladootie
baba, she shakin’ while we in the ‘cuzzi
in the crib, i be makin’ a movie
flockas on flockas, hangin’ out the two seat
off the ‘migos, she shake it for louis
aimin’, no talkin’, we rock off his ksubis
[verse 2]
i be tweakin’ and feelin’ like mell’
free all my n+ggas that’s locked in the cell
i got ‘ooters that givin’ y’all h+ll
mark, rico, quelly, mel
sally with me, always keep a knocka
hollows gon’ hit ’em, rippin’ through his māthā
think i’m lackin’, always keep a flocka
bullets gon’ shake ’em, make him do bachata
i’ma flock it, he said, “stop it”
how y’all talk sh+t with no bread in y’all pocket?
i’ma wock it, knockin’ off his sock
and my ‘ooters is demons, they shoot like the rockets
he said, “rob it'”, he ain’t lock it
deuce gon’ hit ’em, make a n+gga vomit
what’s the profit?
if he scream, “fourshots”, hang out the v and start flockin’

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