Jon Bovi

That bitch mopey
And her boyfriend be broke
And I stab his throat out
Man, I'm makin him chokey

No license I'm boating
New mobile I stole it
The chop make him grey haired he look like Bon Jovi
Okay

I live where the sinners live
Need a new challenge I ain't talkin cinnamon
Change up these prices on me and I'm switchin' em
.40 on deck I'm piped up like a fisherman
BITCH

Still keep a shotty in the shed
I hit him with a CD like it's Shaun of the dead
It gon' burn through his head
Till the skin scratch Shrek
On the disks in his neck
Man I'm left impressed
I'm the best

They confused, and distressed by my text
Stay away from all the Blue and Pink Hair bitches
They gonna curse you with a hex
I'm a pirate in the middle of the west
Save your face and back away out my space
Do you think that I'm bluffing

That bitch mopey
And her boyfriend be broke
And I stab his throat out
Man, I'm makin him chokey

No license I'm boating
New mobile I stole it
The chop make him grey haired he look like Bon Jovi
Okay

I live where the sinners live
Need a new challenge I ain't talkin cinnamon
Change up your prices on me and I'm switchin' em
.40 on deck I'm piped up like a fisherman
BITCH!

Lazy Boy chair, I sit back reclining
Big Dick Club called, you're still not invited
I'm a whiny fucker, I rap like I'm Tech Tips With Linus
My nose fucked up from the coke in my sinus

I raid your house like a Somalian
Still wear turbans, like we're fucking Al Qaeda
I hop on this beat change and switch up my flow
Call it Flo Rida
Got a skull for a face like the Ghost Rider
Too fast, got the Mark of the Outsider
Stack up the bodies, I put em' in Freeze-Dryer

I don't serve the time for my damn crimes
Shoutout COVID, caused a global Apartheid

That bitch mopey
And her boyfriend be broke
And I stab his throat out
Man, I'm makin him chokey

No license I'm boating
New mobile I stole it
The chop make him grey haired he look like Bon Jovi
Okay

I live where the sinners live
Need a new challenge I ain't talkin cinnamon
Change up your prices on me and I'm switchin' em
.40 on deck I'm piped up like a fisherman
BITCH!

Lazy Boy chair, I sit back reclining
Big Dick Club called, you're still not invited
I'm a whiny fucker, I rap like I'm Tech Tips With Linus
My nose fucked up from the coke in my sinus



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Writer(s): Garrison Leigh
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