Bozz Lightyear
Yo Bozz, we're gonna set a fire rap
We're gonna destroy you with this, track
Do I really think you need to step the fuck back
And realize what you've got yourself into, shit's whack
First off, why the fuck you watch Jake Paul?
I think you really wanna start a fucking brawl
Wanna fuck with me? I'm like 10 meters tall
I'll kick you in the head like a fucking football
Hey Flynn?
"Yeah man"
Why's Bozz Lightyear here?
"He's got no other friends
Don't treat him like a queer"
I tried to do that got no other choice
Follow me with your BMX hanging out with the boys
Tryna suck our dicks but I realized real quick
That your little mind is fucked you might aswell be a Rick and Morty
Cosplayer... Given the fact that you
Fake your personality
Stop hanging out with me
Tryna act strong, bet your dick aint long
Let me hang out with your mum in a motherfuckin thong
"You can't say that
You're not from Compton"
Coming straight outta
Evandale, West Launnie and Longford
A certain man, his name starts with L
He hates your guts, your brother's cooler than you, hell
Don't ever expect me, to let you use my paint pens
"Here, have my sharpie"
So stay away from me and the boys
Stop texting us and greeting us with an oi
Nobody respects you, you're a fucking killjoy
Don't wanna know about your gay sex toys
We're gonna destroy you with this, track
Do I really think you need to step the fuck back
And realize what you've got yourself into, shit's whack
First off, why the fuck you watch Jake Paul?
I think you really wanna start a fucking brawl
Wanna fuck with me? I'm like 10 meters tall
I'll kick you in the head like a fucking football
Hey Flynn?
"Yeah man"
Why's Bozz Lightyear here?
"He's got no other friends
Don't treat him like a queer"
I tried to do that got no other choice
Follow me with your BMX hanging out with the boys
Tryna suck our dicks but I realized real quick
That your little mind is fucked you might aswell be a Rick and Morty
Cosplayer... Given the fact that you
Fake your personality
Stop hanging out with me
Tryna act strong, bet your dick aint long
Let me hang out with your mum in a motherfuckin thong
"You can't say that
You're not from Compton"
Coming straight outta
Evandale, West Launnie and Longford
A certain man, his name starts with L
He hates your guts, your brother's cooler than you, hell
Don't ever expect me, to let you use my paint pens
"Here, have my sharpie"
So stay away from me and the boys
Stop texting us and greeting us with an oi
Nobody respects you, you're a fucking killjoy
Don't wanna know about your gay sex toys
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Writer(s): Dj Jules, Julian Read
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