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Boutdacash Wu - TKO Lyrics



Boutdacash Wu - TKO Lyrics




F*ck it ayy free all them niggas from them trips F*ck the money stoppers
My city wicked every day they wanna televise it
Me and my niggas doin' pull-ups like we exercisin
Ain't want nobody on yo bitch you shouldn't advertise her

Want me to put it in her mouth I had to pacify her
Out here tryna make her ass fat had to magnify her
Address a nigga in his casket gotta suit and tie him
I lost my baby now she hate me that shit scrutinizin

She was my rider I need fixin' she a scooter driver
Choppa choppa bullet in his tooth tryna root canal him
Nigga do you wanna live or die? I'll let you decide
You can get that hollin' and I guess you choosin' suicide

Move around we got two Ks better choose a side or
I'ma take yo bitch and build her up for like MacGyver
I'ma up this pole flat bitch I don't get tired
Ass fat I'ma follow baby Michael Myers

Only know real I ain't worried bout who's fake
Keep your grass low be alert for the snakes
When you gettin' money then these niggas gon' hate
Not the star shooter but I'm comin' out klay

Never trust a bitch they'll lie to your face
That's why these hoes can't get the time of the day
Always screaming ' niggas ain't shit and ' get hurt
Little stupid bitch should've never been a flirt

Everything I got came from the dirt
Forty and it's one up top yeah I'm dirk
Catch me in the hill and I'm puttin' in some work
Move that bag quicker than a bitch when she twerk

Cookie wood good feel better off a perk
F*ck her so long I den made her ass squirt
Mix so good got the fiends tryna jerk
You know I get that check when it comes to the first

Pray I get the upper hand and I don't get murked
See my mama cryin' that'll really be the worst
That's the one woman I ain't never wanna hurt
When it came to her yeah she kept me on this earth

Me and Brody been trippin' yo bitch
Say I'm too much it's non fiction
Some people hate too much they need to listen
Grit gang I don't know shit but keep grittin

Smoke Cookwoods to relieve all my tension
I don't watch soccer I just kick it
Meaning I got the sauce no dry biscuit
I be fried no Kentucky fried chicken

On my life they been tryna' block the vision
But I be too stoned nigga like I'm vision
But ain't captain save a ho this is not avengers
Niggas be on that keyboard tough' on Twitter

My old bitch tried to apologize I don't miss her
I just miss that neck get that shit I don't kiss her
Cause she probably suck the opps d
Her head is like winter too cold

She swallow the nut that bitch a sipper' no Patron
Aye boutdacash in this mf
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F*ck it ayy free all them niggas from them trips F*ck the money stoppers
My city wicked every day they wanna televise it
Me and my niggas doin' pull-ups like we exercisin
Ain't want nobody on yo bitch you shouldn't advertise her

Want me to put it in her mouth I had to pacify her
Out here tryna make her ass fat had to magnify her
Address a nigga in his casket gotta suit and tie him
I lost my baby now she hate me that shit scrutinizin

She was my rider I need fixin' she a scooter driver
Choppa choppa bullet in his tooth tryna root canal him
Nigga do you wanna live or die? I'll let you decide
You can get that hollin' and I guess you choosin' suicide

Move around we got two Ks better choose a side or
I'ma take yo bitch and build her up for like MacGyver
I'ma up this pole flat bitch I don't get tired
Ass fat I'ma follow baby Michael Myers

Only know real I ain't worried bout who's fake
Keep your grass low be alert for the snakes
When you gettin' money then these niggas gon' hate
Not the star shooter but I'm comin' out klay

Never trust a bitch they'll lie to your face
That's why these hoes can't get the time of the day
Always screaming ' niggas ain't shit and ' get hurt
Little stupid bitch should've never been a flirt

Everything I got came from the dirt
Forty and it's one up top yeah I'm dirk
Catch me in the hill and I'm puttin' in some work
Move that bag quicker than a bitch when she twerk

Cookie wood good feel better off a perk
F*ck her so long I den made her ass squirt
Mix so good got the fiends tryna jerk
You know I get that check when it comes to the first

Pray I get the upper hand and I don't get murked
See my mama cryin' that'll really be the worst
That's the one woman I ain't never wanna hurt
When it came to her yeah she kept me on this earth

Me and Brody been trippin' yo bitch
Say I'm too much it's non fiction
Some people hate too much they need to listen
Grit gang I don't know shit but keep grittin

Smoke Cookwoods to relieve all my tension
I don't watch soccer I just kick it
Meaning I got the sauce no dry biscuit
I be fried no Kentucky fried chicken

On my life they been tryna' block the vision
But I be too stoned nigga like I'm vision
But ain't captain save a ho this is not avengers
Niggas be on that keyboard tough' on Twitter

My old bitch tried to apologize I don't miss her
I just miss that neck get that shit I don't kiss her
Cause she probably suck the opps d
Her head is like winter too cold

She swallow the nut that bitch a sipper' no Patron
Aye boutdacash in this mf
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Writer: Tre Gwop, FMT Sleez, Boutdacash Wu
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Performed By: Boutdacash Wu
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Tre Gwop, FMT Sleez, Boutdacash Wu

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