​kuvaboi

[Intro]
Kuvaboi, yeah!

[Chorus]
Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, uh
Like I love them magazines or something, huh
I took one or two or three or something, uh, uh
Just hit the plug like “Nigga keep it coming”
Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi
Look, niggas off the wall like Quincy or something, uh
And it's bout one or two or three more of 'em, uh, yeah
That's gone keep it drumming nigga you better take cover boy

[Verse]
Purple rain in my cup, it's a wock out
Party man up a bean and I rock out
I might dot up my jeans fore I hop out
And she thicky, uh, Nicky Nicky (Hold on)
Watch me stuff a hundred bands in my Ksubi jeans
Blowing through the green ooey g's like I'm Snoop D
Off-White hoodie, flew from overseas, call it Louis V, huh
Hold on, Hold on, Hold on, Hold on
Cool wit the rhymes and Bool wit my slimes
They cruising behind, so using your mind
It's crucial, it's prime, got two different dimes
Moving in time, we abusing the wine
Might move to the dining room in the rise
That's dual the dives, I do a lil dive
And threw em the price, then fueled up the ride
And flew through the lights, wit two on my lines
And two on my nines, like two different times
I suit and I tied, they booed and they cried
I loosened the knot, they oohed and they ahd
Reviewing it five, you oop and its mine
I move wit it, grind, I do it with shine
The loops, loops, loops and the lines
Cut through to the spine, we cool for the time
We move when you blind
Shampoo in the eyes then boom and you mine
Im smooth on the pints, the truest of lies
Get blew and it's by the bluest of eyes
It's soothing, it's nice, inducing a high
My shoe oversized and blue on the hind
I’m tunechi the child, a motherfucking

[Chorus]
Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, uh
Like I love them magazines or something, huh
I took one or two or three or something, uh, uh
Just hit the plug like “Nigga keep it coming”
Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, uh
Tap in with my dawgs like they needed something, uh
Ever since the cards they ain't needed nothing (Nope)
I took one or two or three or something (Yeah, yeah)
Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, uh
Like I love them magazines or something, huh
I took one or two or three or something, uh, uh
Just hit the plug like nigga keep it coming
Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi
They said we just some young muhfuckas
T, tell these niggas
We some rich young muhfuckas
And we coming for ya summer, boy
Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi, Kuvaboi