TYGA - B.M.F. lyrics

rate me

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First of all I ain't feeling y'all

Feel the fucking heat defrost

Fill the spoon full of food

Ain't enough to feed the room

I don't have to goon, twizla boy split you to

Cherry red Rover roof

Crips to confuse you

You can say I blue's you

Better than I bruised you

All you niggas copycats doing shit I used to

Oh you tatted too, nigga fuck you

My bitch ain't got no tatts I hit her from the back

I spend south of France all that other shit is wack

Sling shot it in the ear than I let the shit collapse

Money is my pet peeve, give me hourly

If there is none at all, than I'm pissed off

I listen to Rick Ross and I know Ricky Ross

I'm Leonardo in Inception, reserve my section

I do dreams put you in a bubble, benz or Lexus

I Will Smith the necklace, I do it effortless

Bitch all eyes on me

The future's in my eyes,

<i>[?]</i> bitches, bitches bring lies

One nigga jealous than the muthfucker dies

Figure you ain't scary if you did the crime

Now prepare it's dinnertime

Dimmer the lights, lemon with ice

Look it at twice it's fizzling sprite

Brown do the belly nice

No coca cola, I don't drink soda

Black beenie nigga, like a fucking smoker

They say I'm bout to blow up like super nova

Put your helmet on, the bulldozing dopest

How you shitting on 'em and ain't got shit on 'em

It killes me to know it, you Melanie Fiona

Ohhh, remove yourself from my scrotum

Ohhh, remove yourself, remove yourself

Ohhh, remove yourself from my scrotum

Pull your whole car I thought I told you.

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