BOYBAND - EGOVERT

Aye, shout out Simba

Hahaha, pass me the fucking Port

That’s my fucking nigga

Psychedelic Trap, more like… Psyche- I don’t fucking know

O.T.O

Boyband, huh run off with your shit, you niggas throw hands (Pew, pew)

But we bladed in this bitch I’m with my

Boyband, huh, run off with your shit, you niggas throw hands (Gang)

But we bladed in this bitch, ok now

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Feeling like Skrillex, 'cause I told that little bitch to

D-D-D-D-D-D-Drop the bass

Fuck doing race, 'cause I beat the case (Yeah)

And yo' bitch is so freaky like Circus LA (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch so bad, I need two of them (Woah)

My Rick Ross wrist on these Louboutins (Woah)

And I make yourself quack, you the violins (Mmm)

I got an Asian bitch pregnant, I think her name is Lynn (Yuh)

So, please fucking just stay lackin' on my best friends

Where the guy?

Wonder if the young nigga up next

Him and me used to really talk, tune on my lap, bitch (Yeah)

Pop 20 pills so I beat up depression (Yeah, Yeah)

Fuck all you ops, see young nigga flexin'

Shoot me, shoot me with the Smith & Wesson (Pew)

Roll the clip back, teach ya lesson (Pew, pew)

Ain’t no teacher, but I fucking meant it

School caught me with four bars on the premises (Aye)

They shouting, «Fuck EGOVERT,» but my name is staying relevant (Yeah)

And I ain’t gotta flirt with bitches, I be poetic (Mwah)

Because she sucking my dick, 'cause she feeling the aesthetic (Yeah, yeah)

Make a beat to my mind

You’ll see bitches, money and crime (Woah)

I don’t fuck with you lames, you a dime

That means you not that hard to find (Aah)

Can’t envision a life without it

Been so belligerent with Xan withdrawals

My bitch told me turn my life around

But these hot bars gonna leave you breathless (Zyoom!)

Took 14, now I’m on a stretcher

Got a feeling niggas really can’t handle pressure (Yuh)

All the superficial bitches gonna blow me kisses

Everywhere I go, yeah I leave her (Yuh, yuh, yuh)

Fucked her in churches, chose Xanax to reverent (Ooh)

I wonder if I die, I’ll go to Heaven (Yuh)

You got one hoe?

Well, I got like seven (Woah)

'Been feeling demons since I was 11 (What?)

Yeah, my bitch so damn thick, it taste like (Mmm) Percies

When I eat that pussy all, like it’s damn rice, damn rice

Women, weed and liquor, that’s my damn vice, damn vice

I been doing this shit like all damn night, all d-okay (All damn night)

Boyband, huh, run off with your shit, you niggas throw hands (Pew, pew)

But we bladed in this bitch I’m with my

Boyband, huh, run off with your shit, you niggas throw hands (Gang)

But we bladed in this bitch, ok now

Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex

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