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miq - dat boi lyrics

[chorus]

all dogs go to heaven
i ain’t gotta worry
i ain’t gotta worry
my vision 20/20
i ain’t got it blurry
i ain’t got it blurry
your sauce too bland
hit it with the curry
hit it with the curry
i been seein’ this since 4th grade
i was early
homie i was early

[verse]

i’m just dat boi from the burbs
i’m just dat boi with the words
i thought this sh-t was a curse
tell your girl to hold your purse
when i step in on your turf
i do my worst
i’m grindin’ first to the first
day off when i’m in a he-rs-
day off when you in a he-rs-?
nah my tracks’ll still be playin’ that tennis
they always ready wit the serve
always steady wit the work
i been droppin’ on a monthly basis
just to stay ready for a tur
i mean a tour
i’m in the four
honin’ my sk!lls
i awaken the force
these b-tches thought i was talkin’ a porsche
when i said i’ma pull up pull up pull up pull up pull up on em with a horse
i meant a stallion
wearin’ medallion
why the f-ck they always think i’m italian
i make em rally and riot
a valiant fighter
i brought the gasoline
match and a lighter
a blowtorch and a flamethrower
all inside a pencil, i just write it
i bring the cold warmth
when the rain pourin’
i go spit some sh-t and set the fire
walkin’ the wire
i’m tired of sh-ttin’ on ya’ll
don’t give a f-ck
less a b-tch is involved
don’t make a fuss
if i’m cuttin’ em off
sorry not sorry
you don’t fit the plan anymore
get the f-ck up out my bed room, dressin’ room
with the questions
i ain’t got friendships
i only got brethren
hoe, lil mama get to steppin
i’m q

- miq lyrics

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