Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song BOYBAND , by - EGOVERT. Release date: 14.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
BOYBAND |
| Aye, shout out Simba |
| Hahaha, pass me the fucking Port |
| That’s my fucking nigga |
| Psychedelic Trap, more like… Psyche- I don’t fucking know |
| O.T.O |
| Boyband, huh run off with your shit, you niggas throw hands (Pew, pew) |
| But we bladed in this bitch I’m with my |
| Boyband, huh, run off with your shit, you niggas throw hands (Gang) |
| But we bladed in this bitch, ok now |
| Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex |
| Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex |
| Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex |
| Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex |
| Feeling like Skrillex, 'cause I told that little bitch to |
| D-D-D-D-D-D-Drop the bass |
| Fuck doing race, 'cause I beat the case (Yeah) |
| And yo' bitch is so freaky like Circus LA (Yeah, yeah) |
| Bitch so bad, I need two of them (Woah) |
| My Rick Ross wrist on these Louboutins (Woah) |
| And I make yourself quack, you the violins (Mmm) |
| I got an Asian bitch pregnant, I think her name is Lynn (Yuh) |
| So, please fucking just stay lackin' on my best friends |
| Where the guy? |
| Wonder if the young nigga up next |
| Him and me used to really talk, tune on my lap, bitch (Yeah) |
| Pop 20 pills so I beat up depression (Yeah, Yeah) |
| Fuck all you ops, see young nigga flexin' |
| Shoot me, shoot me with the Smith & Wesson (Pew) |
| Roll the clip back, teach ya lesson (Pew, pew) |
| Ain’t no teacher, but I fucking meant it |
| School caught me with four bars on the premises (Aye) |
| They shouting, «Fuck EGOVERT,» but my name is staying relevant (Yeah) |
| And I ain’t gotta flirt with bitches, I be poetic (Mwah) |
| Because she sucking my dick, 'cause she feeling the aesthetic (Yeah, yeah) |
| Make a beat to my mind |
| You’ll see bitches, money and crime (Woah) |
| I don’t fuck with you lames, you a dime |
| That means you not that hard to find (Aah) |
| Can’t envision a life without it |
| Been so belligerent with Xan withdrawals |
| My bitch told me turn my life around |
| But these hot bars gonna leave you breathless (Zyoom!) |
| Took 14, now I’m on a stretcher |
| Got a feeling niggas really can’t handle pressure (Yuh) |
| All the superficial bitches gonna blow me kisses |
| Everywhere I go, yeah I leave her (Yuh, yuh, yuh) |
| Fucked her in churches, chose Xanax to reverent (Ooh) |
| I wonder if I die, I’ll go to Heaven (Yuh) |
| You got one hoe? |
| Well, I got like seven (Woah) |
| 'Been feeling demons since I was 11 (What?) |
| Yeah, my bitch so damn thick, it taste like (Mmm) Percies |
| When I eat that pussy all, like it’s damn rice, damn rice |
| Women, weed and liquor, that’s my damn vice, damn vice |
| I been doing this shit like all damn night, all d-okay (All damn night) |
| Boyband, huh, run off with your shit, you niggas throw hands (Pew, pew) |
| But we bladed in this bitch I’m with my |
| Boyband, huh, run off with your shit, you niggas throw hands (Gang) |
| But we bladed in this bitch, ok now |
| Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex |
| Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex |
| Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex |
| Boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex, boyband flex |