LIL BOODANG - APOCALYPTIC PHONK lyrics
[LIL BOODANG - APOCALYPTIC PHONK lyrics]
Got the game on froze like a Eskimo
Baby O so cold
Feel the shiver in your fuckin'- fuckin'-
Piss your sheets, wake the fuck up, bitch
BOODANG on the creep
Who it is? O-D-O-G wreckin'
On the fuckin'- fuckin'-
Crush your fuckin' chest, now you like me
You can't fuckin' breathe buterol boy
Little O with the fuckin'- fuckin'
Mexican, I like beans and rice
What the fuck you mean?
Flautas with the chili, Chicharito
Call me chicharrón
If you need me, baby
I'll be right here, girl, I'm waiting
If you need me, baby
I'll be right here, girl, I'm waiting
If you think I miss ya
Baby, I do, let me kiss ya
If you think I miss ya
Baby, I do, let me kiss ya
Where ya goin'? Where you runnin' to?
Where ya goin'? What you gonna do?
Where ya goin'? Where you runnin' to?
Where ya goin'? What you gonna do?
They said pressure
It could make a diamond from a fucking coal
Baby O the coldest
Pimpin' on the fuckin' microphone
Eeny, meeny, miny, mothafucka
Now it's fuckin' on lootin' on me, bitch
I put the shotty to your fuckin' dome
If you want the ana, mothafucka
Pull up to my crib
Shoot your fucking face off
Feed your body to the fucking pigs
If you want banana, monkey boy, well
Here the fuck it is
1800-triple-6, my homie, give your ass a clip
Where ya goin'? Where you runnin' to?
Where ya goin'? What you gonna do?
Where ya goin'? Where you runnin' to?
Where ya goin'? What you gonna do?
Got the game on froze like a Eskimo
Baby O so cold
Feel the shiver in your fuckin'- fuckin'-
Piss your sheets, wake the fuck up, bitch
BOODANG on the creep
Who it is? O-D-O-G wreckin'
On the fuckin'- fuckin'-
Crush your fuckin' chest, now you like me
You can't fuckin' breathe buterol boy
Little O with the fuckin'- fuckin'
Mexican, I like beans and rice
What the fuck you mean?
Flautas with the chili, Chicharito
Call me chicharrón
Baby O so cold
Feel the shiver in your fuckin'- fuckin'-
Piss your sheets, wake the fuck up, bitch
BOODANG on the creep
Who it is? O-D-O-G wreckin'
On the fuckin'- fuckin'-
Crush your fuckin' chest, now you like me
You can't fuckin' breathe buterol boy
Little O with the fuckin'- fuckin'
Mexican, I like beans and rice
What the fuck you mean?
Flautas with the chili, Chicharito
Call me chicharrón
If you need me, baby
I'll be right here, girl, I'm waiting
If you need me, baby
I'll be right here, girl, I'm waiting
If you think I miss ya
Baby, I do, let me kiss ya
If you think I miss ya
Baby, I do, let me kiss ya
Where ya goin'? Where you runnin' to?
Where ya goin'? What you gonna do?
Where ya goin'? Where you runnin' to?
Where ya goin'? What you gonna do?
They said pressure
It could make a diamond from a fucking coal
Baby O the coldest
Pimpin' on the fuckin' microphone
Eeny, meeny, miny, mothafucka
Now it's fuckin' on lootin' on me, bitch
I put the shotty to your fuckin' dome
If you want the ana, mothafucka
Pull up to my crib
Shoot your fucking face off
Feed your body to the fucking pigs
If you want banana, monkey boy, well
Here the fuck it is
1800-triple-6, my homie, give your ass a clip
Where ya goin'? Where you runnin' to?
Where ya goin'? What you gonna do?
Where ya goin'? Where you runnin' to?
Where ya goin'? What you gonna do?
Got the game on froze like a Eskimo
Baby O so cold
Feel the shiver in your fuckin'- fuckin'-
Piss your sheets, wake the fuck up, bitch
BOODANG on the creep
Who it is? O-D-O-G wreckin'
On the fuckin'- fuckin'-
Crush your fuckin' chest, now you like me
You can't fuckin' breathe buterol boy
Little O with the fuckin'- fuckin'
Mexican, I like beans and rice
What the fuck you mean?
Flautas with the chili, Chicharito
Call me chicharrón