BO2 Lyrics

We having to way much

Come call my bluff

Dumb nigga play in this bitch then he fucked

Dumb nigga play in this bitch then it's up on god

Real rap I could build me a bitch like bob

Since a jit I been playing with sticks like cod

Just look she would do the dick my god

I treat the hoe like the hoe don't exist

Big ARP I ain't balling a fist

Ima hit then go ghost I ain't calling the bitch

She just told me she love me she falling for this

I showed her some guap that shit hard to resist

She done came out her top got to swallowing dick

I can get her and pass you need an assist?

On the phone with them smackers you need it? It's sent

I get all in her mouth like mints

Twelve can't see a thing boy the car got tint

She want me to save her I'm not Clark Kent

I ran outta favors I just took my grand to Jamaica blue hundreds we having this shit

I'm talm bout from Monday to Sunday we spinning

I'm talm bout from Monday to Sunday we sinning

I'm talm bout the Glock hit kids Josh giddey

I'm talm bout go get you some money you shitty

We having to way much

Come call my bluff

Dumb nigga play in this bitch then he fucked

Dumb nigga play in this bitch then it's up on god

Real rap I could build me a bitch like bob

Since a jit I been playing with sticks like cod