YunLilo - 5AM In Boston lyrics
[YunLilo - 5AM In Boston lyrics]
It go how it go they gon think they know
This time I'm switching my flow
Fake numbers, fake booties, fake bros
Them niggas be into those
Whole lotta hate, no dough
They get no bread, they broke
This some real shit no joke
Real shit, no joke real shit, no joke
I see 2 girls, I like 2 girls
So I get them both
Faded in the party, gang gon' spark it
She rather drive the boat
Shawty a demon, she naughty
She ain't gon stop it
Sucking and spiting, she's gross
Back then they were all laughing at mе
Funny how now they be talking to me
Funny how now thеy be switching on me
Funny how wild I be switching, Ouueee
"Vous parlez français?" - Oh, oui
Baby, there's no us, no we
They like "Who he?"
Boy from Angola came in with the heat
Boy from Angola came in with a dream
YunFuckingWhat sempre a killing, tou aqui
They be like "You the best"
I be like "Oh please, "
Lowkey I know that I'm hot, I'm a beast
Fake stats, rappers all cap cap
I should expose that
Niggas, that shit ain't legit
So fast, move like a nomad
I don't need no map
I'm getting the fuck outta here
Sike, I'm back bitch just relax, bitch
Yelling in my ear what is that bitch?
Imma send you back bitch
If I pull up niggas duck
Like quack quack bitch
Boy you gon stumble trynna follow
All my steps bitch he dead
He won't respond because my foot
All on his neck bitch too much drip
Mix all my pieces like it's Tetris
Yeah fuck a stylist, I don't need
I dress myself bitch
Move like I'm Kobe cause
I'm scoring every basket
He said he got bands
That's a lie and no one asked it
Running up this beat, this ain't no song
This is a Track & Field race
Some crazy shit
These bitches sucking dick to
Get them bills paid
I'm gon' get rich and Imma flood
My wrist and Imma feel great
They talking bout me
They always gon' talk bout me
They throwing big shade ya!
I come in in this bitch and
I make this bitch shake
Trynna switch and thought that I forgot
I make that bitch wait
Honestly, I think that I'm a
God or somewhere near there
The girl I love so fine
She rocking Fendi beachwear
Oh, you running game? Bitch, where?
Loro Piana polos
I don't know which one to wear
They say that they go loco
When I pull up they just stare
H on my sandals orange verte what I smell
This time I'm switching my flow
Fake numbers, fake booties, fake bros
Them niggas be into those
Whole lotta hate, no dough
They get no bread, they broke
This some real shit no joke
Real shit, no joke real shit, no joke
I see 2 girls, I like 2 girls
So I get them both
Faded in the party, gang gon' spark it
She rather drive the boat
Shawty a demon, she naughty
She ain't gon stop it
Sucking and spiting, she's gross
Back then they were all laughing at mе
Funny how now they be talking to me
Funny how now thеy be switching on me
Funny how wild I be switching, Ouueee
"Vous parlez français?" - Oh, oui
Baby, there's no us, no we
They like "Who he?"
Boy from Angola came in with the heat
Boy from Angola came in with a dream
YunFuckingWhat sempre a killing, tou aqui
They be like "You the best"
I be like "Oh please, "
Lowkey I know that I'm hot, I'm a beast
Fake stats, rappers all cap cap
I should expose that
Niggas, that shit ain't legit
So fast, move like a nomad
I don't need no map
I'm getting the fuck outta here
Sike, I'm back bitch just relax, bitch
Yelling in my ear what is that bitch?
Imma send you back bitch
If I pull up niggas duck
Like quack quack bitch
Boy you gon stumble trynna follow
All my steps bitch he dead
He won't respond because my foot
All on his neck bitch too much drip
Mix all my pieces like it's Tetris
Yeah fuck a stylist, I don't need
I dress myself bitch
Move like I'm Kobe cause
I'm scoring every basket
He said he got bands
That's a lie and no one asked it
Running up this beat, this ain't no song
This is a Track & Field race
Some crazy shit
These bitches sucking dick to
Get them bills paid
I'm gon' get rich and Imma flood
My wrist and Imma feel great
They talking bout me
They always gon' talk bout me
They throwing big shade ya!
I come in in this bitch and
I make this bitch shake
Trynna switch and thought that I forgot
I make that bitch wait
Honestly, I think that I'm a
God or somewhere near there
The girl I love so fine
She rocking Fendi beachwear
Oh, you running game? Bitch, where?
Loro Piana polos
I don't know which one to wear
They say that they go loco
When I pull up they just stare
H on my sandals orange verte what I smell