
lirik lagu shittyboyz - bill nye
bill nye lyrics
[intro: trdee]
huh, you ain’t talking money then, okay
[verse 1: trdee]
you ain’t talking money then you talking to a brick wall
you ain’t never chased the package down like the hedgehog
playing both sides was never cool, don’t get picked off
told my b~tch that she won’t get a ring, she like chris paul
[verse 2: stanwill]
if it’s smoke with us, we’ll throw yo baby on a respirator
fendi t~shirt with yo b~tch, let the f’s amaze her
thirty clip with a red beam, b~tch, i’m steph invader
got this b~tch attached to my b~lls, i can’t separate her
[verse 3: babytron]
pull up tryna tombstone sh~t, i’m the undertaker
dog sh~t militia, lil’ b~tch, we some plunger breakers
riding ’round hotter than a sk!llet, i’m with trouble makers
blue, pink, green, sh~t, i got every color paper
[verse 4: trdee, stanwill, & babytron]
slim thick, she ain’t got no titties but she got a wagon
slide down and slide through the scene like, “d~mn, what happened?”
tore neiman marc’ the f~ck down like, “d~mn, we splashing”
feel like dominic toretto, b~tch, the whole family active
sipping wockiana, pinkies up, with our fancy~asses
twenty~eight mike amiris, never could i baggy pants it
[verse 5: trdee]
she gon’ let me beat her walls, i pray that i don’t leave no damage
i forgot to mention that she kinda look like billie ell~ish
i mean eilish
pull up to the scene, i’m still flyer than a pilot
talked about my life so now i never gotta write it
cooking in the lab, feel like bill nye with science
[interlude]
bill nye the science guy
bill nye the science guy
bill, bill, bill, bill, bill, bill
bill nye the science guy
[verse 6: stanwill]
feel like bill, got her in the lab but we don’t got no chemistry
she on tip, she off the [?] b~tch, yo baby finna finish me
ride with automatic weapons, i be ready for my enemies
i rock dior so i’m christian, pray that god don’t see the sin in me
got yo baby running for the gang like she [?]
choppa kickflip a n~gga whip, we on some gnarly sh~t
[verse 7: babytron]
mirror tint, all whites for the carti sticks
hunnid rounder, on some army sh~t’ll leave the party [?]
okay, enter in the cheat code if they try and play a game
p~ssed that i can’t skrrt the ‘vert, man, i hate the rain
in la with more sticks than a angels game
road runner, in and out yo city, i won’t stay a day
[outro: babytron]
huh, ayy, sh~ttyboyz
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