Bouskithetreeguy – Song 4

Bouskithetreeguy – Song 4 Lyrics

Artist: Bouskithetreeguy
Song: Song 4

Rise my son. Much has happened and theres not much time to explain, you have died. But in this comes rebirth, you have rid your body of toxins and will come back the man you were. Before, that b#tch
Kelly? What the f#ck man get out of my apartment the f#ck
Nah my g i have no idea what you’re talking about
Roll of quarters, rollbacks, and roll wraps swiftly

Hittem’ with the hoes strap, I don’t cap, tempt me
Fo hoe-ass, mole rats who act spiffy
Stroll back to your at, lets not get risky
I got rage, got me up at three fifty

You got paid? I say its like three fifty
For the pack, store the pack, smooth like jiffy
N if you mad, tell your dad come get me
Low funds, show the ones

Flash the gun, task begun
Match they #ss if gas has come
Blast they #ss for actin dumb
Rollin one, throw the funds

No refunds, on the run
Stash it back in my dungeon
Save the pound that’s in the trunk
I’ll be out in a muhfuggin week b#tch

Ill be round, sh#t you know me b#tch
Catch me without, need no defense
We be sharks n we swimming in the deep end
f#ck! f#ck! Blas’ his f#ckin’ #ss you see that man down by the Saturn

f#ck man I ain’t gonna say it again give me that f#cking sh#t
Hmm, now was that so hard? p#ss# #ss b#tch. Get back to yo sh#t
Banging on your b#tch, I call it a conundrum
Gettin dope to the feins I don’t trip cuz they done none

Rolling quarters, all the hours, Slangin’ till the sun come
Runnin’ up on me , then we bout to have a problem
I ain’t grab no body no I went outside and caught one
I ain’t seen the action tho and this is not my shotgun

I was shooting dice, making plays when the cops come
If you think they’ll get me then check up on the odds hun
Devil tongue, the clever young, innocent, that never sung
In the sh#t but level one, n they seek to level up

The petals of, Ophelias love, stacked but never stacked enough
He was sharp but bevel cut, the shooter has a clever touch
Clever touch, said too much, swinging like its double Dutch
Tweakin like there’s angels dust, inside my nose who gives a f#ck

Got me want to double jump, hold me back if no one does, (f#ck IT)
Bubbles up, I’m feeling tuff, n’ pop your #ss like bubble gum
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Release Year: 2021