Boring
Drop it low pick it up
Boy you are so lazy
Pick it up in my truck
Boy you are so hazy
I do not know how to fight
Boy you are so crazy
When you drop it that damn low
Girl you make me dazy
Cause I do not know how to shoot
I can not make a hoop
Boy you look a froot loop
Girl just pull up in my coupe
That girl she gave me the good twister
I Just met her sister
I might just in kiss her
Or I might just flip her
Yea just put it in the bag pipe
Boy you smokin mad kite
Run the dash up all night
Boy your fool you wanna fight
Drop it low ooh
Pick it up ooh
Run up in the cooh
Show you how you do
Yea you are so boring
Show you how you soring
Keep it in the morning
Fruit Loop keep it norin
Show you how you boring
wake up in the morning
Drop it like its sorin
Boy you are so borin
Boy you think you flexed up
Yea we next up
Drop little check make chick think we next up
Hunnids and the fiftys countin bands thats infinity
Rappin like im ugly god boi get yo clout up
Cause I pull up with a poopy stick
Use that stick all up your fit
People know you counterfit
And you know we stayin lit
Yea we flexed up boi you think you next up
Drop a little check that little bih think we next up
Boy you are so lazy
Pick it up in my truck
Boy you are so hazy
I do not know how to fight
Boy you are so crazy
When you drop it that damn low
Girl you make me dazy
Cause I do not know how to shoot
I can not make a hoop
Boy you look a froot loop
Girl just pull up in my coupe
That girl she gave me the good twister
I Just met her sister
I might just in kiss her
Or I might just flip her
Yea just put it in the bag pipe
Boy you smokin mad kite
Run the dash up all night
Boy your fool you wanna fight
Drop it low ooh
Pick it up ooh
Run up in the cooh
Show you how you do
Yea you are so boring
Show you how you soring
Keep it in the morning
Fruit Loop keep it norin
Show you how you boring
wake up in the morning
Drop it like its sorin
Boy you are so borin
Boy you think you flexed up
Yea we next up
Drop little check make chick think we next up
Hunnids and the fiftys countin bands thats infinity
Rappin like im ugly god boi get yo clout up
Cause I pull up with a poopy stick
Use that stick all up your fit
People know you counterfit
And you know we stayin lit
Yea we flexed up boi you think you next up
Drop a little check that little bih think we next up
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Writer(s): Anish Moktan
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