Outflown (Rap) – Boban Lyrics
Artist: Outflown (Rap)
Song: Boban
Stepping on that b#tch, f#cking on her cl#t
Gripping double six, about to shoot your wife and kids
Shot your momma up, oh yes I did
Free AK, he ain’t do sh#t
You can only count bout 30 watches on one wrist
I let the choppa talk for me, I don’t do sh#t
30 on my waist, another 30 on my hip
I’m so tall on my money, Boban Marjanovic
I just dropped on your thot
Dropped 200k on her #ss, she think I’m hot
I think my gun got STDs the way the tip hot
b#tch, please leave me alone, you got the strip hot
b#tch, please leave me alone, don’t call my phone
I be in the hills, popping pills, Post Malone
She took a x pill, now she in a zone
That n#gg# rap just like me, think he a clone
He talk about the gang shoot him in his abode
Hoes don’t mean sh#t but if money on I’m on
She screaming through the phone, lower your tone
I don’t think she know how much guns i own
Sticks and stones gon’ break more than yo bones
Smoking on that Aryanna pack, Al Capone
She think I like her, play her like a trombone
She think she gon’ hurt me, punch her through the phone
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Release Year: 2014