Th1S B0Y Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Where is the mercy and trust
Where is the person you love
You do not know cause
You are a glutton, it's sad
You just brush it off, nothing
Chalk it up to being a youngin'
Fuck you thinking? Fuck you running from
Fuck you drinking? What the fuck you on?
You think it doesn't matter cause you got a million dollars
And a hit song
You think you're the shit, you'll get your shit rocked (pow)
You make a big deal, bitch I got bigger pockets
I'm like nah bitch stop it I don't want you, you a hoe
It didn't start this way but I'm perceptive (progressive)
If it wasn't like this I wouldn't have sensed it
Ain't my fault at this point
I just need a new advantage point
[Chorus]
Who fucked your mom, fucked your bitch: This boy
Made a lot of cons and cash, this boy
Leave the bodies in the ditch, this boy
Not afraid of popping back, this boy
Leave the bodies in my path, this boy
On the hunt for a dab, this boy
Get the torch and the dabber quick
Imma need a king Kong rip
[Verse 2]
Broke up with my bitches, That shit is Over, Ay
Hopped on a boat and I floated Over seas
Hopped over b, we gon need a new truck (Bentley)
Shout out to Cole he needs a good fuck
To calm his nerves
Gotta bomb to burn
So we can jot these words
Ain't no stopping me
I'm high as a bird
While the fire just burns to
Divide (ignite?) the world
Into five million little pieces
Never need a reason
To hate on or bully a bitch
Need a bowl of your best
You can hold with the rest
I don't need it
Fuck on your bitch
Put a hole in your chest
Good luck getting jealous
While you are deceased, bitch
Got the life of luxury, leave it
[Chorus]
Who fucked your mom, fucked your bitch: This boy
Made a lot of cons and cash, this boy
Leave the bodies in the ditch, this boy
Not afraid of popping back, this boy
Leave the bodies in my path, this boy
On the hunt for a dab, this boy
Get the torch and the dabber quick
Imma need a king Kong rip
[Bridge]
Got the photos to check yourself
Ain't no reason to go and wreck yourself
Unless you mean to, your wretched self
Broken mind in a broken shell
These dope ass rhymes better focus hell
On the woke ass guys spitting shit just to sell
Just to rope in the checks
Hope you grow up in a cell
You ain't show enough respect
You ain't gonna make it ever
[Chorus]
Who fucked your mom, fucked your bitch: This boy
Made a lot of cons and cash, this boy
Leave the bodies in the ditch, this boy
Not afraid of popping back, this boy
Leave the bodies in my path, this boy
On the hunt for a dab, this boy
Get the torch and the dabber quick
Imma need a king Kong rip