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Lil Boy Shit lyrics

Performer Skooly

Lil Boy Shit song lyrics by Skooly official

Lil Boy Shit is a song in English

(Cook that shit up Quay)

Woo
Fuck that lil' boy shit, I'm bossing, ho
Ran out the house right after the shower
You could've caught a cold
I'm glad I caught you, I would've caught you cold
Condo big as a home, you should've brought your folks

Clean as baby, high as a patient, I should've taught you more, uh
Sipping on maple, purple like raven, I'm talking Baltimore, uh
Mozzy squat taught, AP rocked up (AP rocked up)
Hit all my opps up, uh
They done got washed up, uh

I'm sipping red, red, red, I gotta walk up (I'm sipping red, red, red)
I got Grape homies, nigga, screaming "Watts up?"
Know they heard everything a nigga said, I probably taught you dawg
I put some money on top his head, I could've bought you dawg

Ah, bought you dawg
I put some money on top his head (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put some money on top his head (yeah, yeah, yeah)

So everyone solid, huh?
But I can't count on one
I done met all my brain dawg, that shit ain't talm 'bout none
I can't even ride your wave dawg, niggas ain't talm 'bout none
Whip, chains, slave dawg, ran off got me one
Drip harder than yours bro, belt, kicks, scarf Dior

Fuck that lil' boy shit, I'm bossing, ho
Ran out the house right after the shower
You could've caught a cold
I'm glad I caught you, I would've caught you cold
Condo big as a home, you should've brought your folks

Clean as baby, high as a patient, I should've taught you more, uh
Sipping on maple, purple like raven, I'm talking Baltimore, uh
Mozzy squat taught, AP rocked up (AP rocked up)
Hit all my opps up, uh
They done got washed up, uh

I'm out the bed on my meds
Who you gone stop, huh?
I got Crip homies in the Four Seasons screaming, "Glocks"
Heard everything a nigga said like the feds
I know you talking dawg
And a young nigga still getting that bread, I could've bought you dawg

Ah, bought you dawg
I put some money on top his head (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put some money on top his head (yeah, yeah, yeah)

So everybody got it (everybody got it)
So ain't nobody broke no more (ain't nobody broke)
How could you lie on my faith dawg?
I don't want to joke no more
Niggas ain't solid these days, dawg
I can't rock with one
I done had to change my ways dawg
Now I got the guap, it's on
Drip, I got this shit on
Amir kicks, Off-White, V-Lone

Fuck that lil' boy shit, I'm bossing, ho
Ran out the house right after the shower
You could've caught a cold
I'm glad I caught you, I would've caught you cold
Condo big as a home, you should've brought your folks

Clean as baby, high as a patient, I should've taught you more, uh
Sipping on maple, purple like raven, I'm talking Baltimore, uh
Mozzy squat taught, AP rocked up (AP rocked up)
Hit all my opps up, uh
They done got washed up, uh

Ah, bought you dawg
I put some money on top his head
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Christopher N'quay Rosser, Kazarion H. Fowler
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group

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