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lirik lagu shittyboyz - boss fight

[intro: babytron]
huh, yeah, okay
three five, two backwoods, one seven each

[verse 1: babytron]
three five, two backwoods, one seven each
rolling sevens on the dice side, i made a seven piece
punch and ball, b~tch, i’m feeling like i’m metta piece
ar with the legs, crawl up on you like a centipede
real card cracker, i ain’t never sold amphetamines
finna go in store, how much you wanna bet it ping?
triple s beat twenty~two, you cannot stеp with me
at bucharest for my foreign b~tch, shе lebanese
huh, and i feel like ray lewis, i’m a sack chaser
huh, roaming range with yo b~tch, i’m a back breaker
huh, get the ball down court, i’m a fast breaker
good [?] in the am but it’s crab later
your opinion doesn’t matter, you don’t have paper
four phones, finna touch, i’m a jack chaser
on the lodge, back to back, looking like some drag racers
feel like kang with this fire on me, i think stan [?]

[verse 2: trdee]
in the big league, let it pop like some bubble gum
back to back plays, hit a store then another one
knew i smelled p~ssy when i heard the opps was in the room
ain’t no basketball, choppa sweep ’em like a f~cking broom
three fifth for this’ll have you higher than giraffe nuts
really came from nothing, i been humble, i don’t brag much
f~cking saks up till the point the point the bags drags us
everybody got some money now, put that cash up
i sleep with a camera just to watch my surroundings
tuning out the d~ck suckers and you know they leave comments
you ain’t seen what i seen, if you could, you’d probably vomit
you still chasing hoes, i started chasing after sonic
up the strap then i take action, i think i’m a verb
what’s the point in dropping diss songs? they ain’t never heard
baby, i won’t say a word, you could call me “ferb”
you can really get it, just tell me what’s the magic word
[verse 3: stanwill]
walked through the set with body bags, i work saks magic
i might throw the gucci hat backwards, b~tch, i cap lavish
edd had dawg connected but he back lagging
you would the chop from star wars, b~tch, i’m cap phasma
better duck when we slide, the opps fbg and ’em
cold~ass stones in my chain, feel like steve and ’em
summer time, the hoes asking why i got a sleeve with ’em
you could probably ask stevie wonder, bet he see me win
nah, for real
bro a hot head, ain’t no telling dawg to chill
play with her, paint her face, b~tch, i’m for real
virgil abloh, b~tch, i’m getting off, for real
x on me, ex want me, b~tch, i’m living great
fit ’bout exotic than a b~tch, i wouldn’t hit a eight
if i play mate, i’ma score than diss the play
two sticks, f~ck a playstation, boy, it’s pistol play

[verse 4: babytron]
yeah
granny told me go to church, she mad that all i do is sin
tall chop knock him out like alexander gustafsson
out of town trip, i’m just scamming with my newest bin
wock’ in the cream pop, sh~t match the louboutins
third time i had to switch whips, the engine blew again
turtle pie gift box, i swear to god they flew it in
you pretty with some l’s? okay, i’m recruiting then
desert eagles in the trackhawk when we swooping in
[verse 5: trdee]
finna be in this b~tch walls like i’m moving in
feel like 2012 dj khaled, all we do is win
really thanking god for my blessings, all i do is sin
long as my heart pumping, i’ma always get it in
all the opps do is talk, they probably good at giving tours
took a trip to the bay, i’m in a jeep with no doors
whip my chain and beat around, taking pics on the shore
on a whole different level, i won’t stoop down to yours

[verse 6: stanwill]
it’s a tech or off~white 1’s if i do nike
bin heat, got my own fire, b~tch, i’m pooh swipesty
glock tucked, tryna shoot ones, i’ma shoot likely
touchdown in lax, now i’m in the coupe flying
skrrt~skrrt, b~tch, i’m switching lanes
n~ggas steady hating on the player, play a different game
fake ids, out of town, i’m using different names
these dior, boy, them sh~ll toes, we don’t kick the same

[outro: stanwill]
that’s a .9, this a .45, they don’t kick the same
huh
them [?] these vvs, we don’t kit the same
huh, yeah, b~tch
all my n~ggas up sh~t, we don’t sh~t the same, b~tch

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