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hooligan chase

X'd Out

 

X'd Out

(album: Bodyache - 2019)


Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Bodyache shit
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Uh
Yeah

H-C, how you ain't though (What, yeah)
Digicash, paypall bankroll (Bankroll, Digi)
I cannot be spotted with no stank hoes (Bow, wow)
What was that, I'ma boy a crank hoe, uh (Yeah)
Handle business in the peacoat (Hey)
Bitches in my face, I can't breathe, hoe (I can't)
Oh shit, hit the ground like yo' knees broke (Ah)
You been x'd out, whatchu' mad at me for (Yeah, uh, uh)

Let me talk, if I may (Go ahead, huh)
Dropped a check on lunch, rib-eye steak (Okay, okay)
Tony tiger kush, I feel great (Yeah, me too)
Hey, do her one time then I figure 8 skate (Woo)
I can't stop like [?] , snotty fuck face (Okay)
If you shaking in your boots, I suggest you duck Chase (Yeah yeah)
She keep tryna touch base, I said I'm outside (Yeah yeah, yeah)
As soon as you get in, you done got yourself high
Goodbye, it's like that now, huh (Goodbye, mhm)
I'm the family desktop background, huh (Yeah)
Misses often suck, it's a pat down, huh (Got that oowee)
Sound of the drum go, Brrum dum (Yeah)
If you hear my native call, better run, r-r-run (Run)
Right here in [?], the street that I be from (Yes sir)
We flying off the shelves, baby, come and get you some
Real quick before you melt, press yo' tongue up on the sun, huh

Shh, I just fell asleep on the beat
Wake up in the morning then I eat on the beat, huh (Yeah)
I could breathe on the beat (Yeah, yeah)
Stomping my feet on the beat (Yeah)

H-C, how you ain't though
Digicash, paypall bankroll (Bankroll, Digi)
I cannot be spotted with no stank hoes
What was that, I'ma boy [?] hoe
Handle business in the peacoat
Bitches in my face, I can't breathe, hoe
Oh shit, hit the ground like yo' knees broke
You been x'd out, whatchu' mad at me for (Yeah)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

done

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