sh4mali - rawfreestylewithfriends lyrics
(hook)
tick, tick, tick, tick
young lost boys, i rep my set
boofboiicy, slimin slaat
more like thugga, i go blaat
tryna cross the line with me, make his body do a flip
bout to call my cous on you, boy his choppa go blaat. (blaat, blaat, blaat)
(woah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
(verse)
guap, guap, guap, guap
no flock
gun i keep it tucked
i don’t trust alot, you know how i rock
my n-gg-, watch yourself, uzi hurt
grab it from the shelf, put that sh-t into work
always by myself, walking through h-ll
protect my self with shelves, i don’t need no help
catch me in these motherf-ckin’ black number nines
rocking dirty air force one’s, they be number 9’s
shawty say that the she love me, man that girl be lying!
you think she’s a 10, she can’t touch a 5. (s/o warhol)
(hook)
tick, tick, tick, tick
young lost boys, i rep my set
boofboiicy, slimin slaat
more like thugga, i go blaat
tryna cross the line with me, make his body do a flip
bout to call my cous on you, boy his choppa go blaat
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