yunggole - boof lyrics
[intro]
dan sallow on the track
foreign fizz on the beat n#gga
[yunggole]
cooling
and i’m booling
riding on the right side and we moving
stealing n’s and we zooming
popping tags then we cruising
only win, we ain’t loosing
getting bags and they viewing
take a fl!ck on the gram
yea this for the fam
yes mam
but my boys not sam
get in and cram
pass the boof
tell the truth
have a party on the roof
b#tch
it’s yunggole
we ain’t lacking
but we strapping
always tacking
kinda backing
come to the trap to rip some tacks
but there’s only one rule just don’t be whack
don’t hang with me if u smoking crack
when u walk watch ur back back back
drive thru ripping tack tack tack
yea b#tch
that’s a wrap
[bigrig]
yea we in the boof
ivan in the stew
kyles got the ku
carys got a bu
cole does to
fizz on the beat
max gonna eat
leg bumps this on repeat
hoeg in the back seat f#cking with my heat
everyone knows the boys are elite
getting this bread
reject maggies head
reject her in the bed
talk sh#t you be dead
[hoeg]
choppa with the scope
do not test me hoe
a milli for a show
i show you how it go
b#tch we balling in a rarri
i show you how to party
we steady smoking boof
and darren got me boot
aye aye
free my boy melly
got lean up in his belly
glock up in his face
b#tch can’t keep da pace
aye aye
[fizz]
hold up, let me get a boof in
shoutout to dale, today he be pooking
wetsch with the tag
chilling with gole
and i’m chilling with leg
rick rock the keg
shake that ass girl
go give it a wag
now stop that
come on cary f#ck
don’t drop that
broke my down stem and now i gotta cop that
f#ck!
[boat]
if u talking money then why u in my face
yea u know ur baby trynna come to my place
she kinda cute i might put it on her face
i’m a fashion statement u might think i’m drake
yea yea yea
yea u know i be smoking boof pack and u know i tot that semi so i pass lil bro the mack
u ain’t my main thing so u got to go through the back
f#ck that b#tch and i break her d#mn back
[leg]
your b#tch on my d#ck every day of the week
ya u know i rock designer and u know it ain’t cheap
if u mess with me put ur b#tch ass to sleep
30 shots in ur head and u know they go deep
listen up
i don’t miss a round lil hoe
if u f#ck with my team
get u gone for the low
put the boof to your brain
i ain’t talking about dome
search me up lil hoe
i ain’t talking about chrome
[ivanny]
i can’t trust that b#tch feel like she lying
i just took the zip right off the pint
only f#ck izzward if she fine
f#ck jacobs girl and now he crying
darren bang vv that’s my slime
kyle off acid b#tch he flying
i just picked that b#tch up off a line
and two baddies did a line
yea
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