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EGOVERT

Boyband

 

Boyband


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
Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex
Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex
Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex
Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex

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 Cirque du Soleil (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 lacking 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 flexing
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
Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex
Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex
Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex

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