Twelves by Boyzie Lyrics
Chorus
Where my strapps I got the maggs in the coupe x4
And we , bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up at your section and we empty up a Twelve
Bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up your section and we empty up the shells
(Bitch)
Verse : Boyzie
Man all these fuck boys really talk too much
So do not stop me when that glackaroni go so hard
That magazine be fully loaded like its Oprah's month
Its not a question if we pull up then we roll it out
Gold totes nigga
Its froze nigga
So we go slow nigga
We dump niggas
And these body bags get thrown up in the dirt be cold nigga
If you fucking with us then you getting chrome domed nigga
Chorus
Where my strapps I got the maggs in the coupe x4
And we , bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up at your section and we empty up a Twelve
Bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up your section and we empty up the shells
(Bitch)
Verse : Pet Peeve
Ah literally
All of u niggas look lil to me
All of em shots dat u took dawg u ain’t even tickling me
Homie remember whatever they pay you to rap dey prolly gave triple to me
Homie remember I'm not trying 2 fill in a gap I'm trying 2 get rid of ur stezz
Get rid of ur energy get rid of ur legacy
Don’t cop a convertible do u like Kennedy
Wipe out ur memory it's almost surgical how I would cut up da dope wit precision
I used 2 chop up em grams on the table n clean up the mess like would in da kitchen
U ain't a G nigga why is u bitching
Chorus
Where my strapps I got the maggs in the coupe x4
And we , bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up at your section and we empty up a Twelve
Bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up your section and we empty up the shells
(Bitch)
Verse : Young Kado
Bitch I swear to god
Don't care out ya'll
I'm hella booted
Of a QP in the stu bitch (Yuh)
Cuffin your bitch like a bear hug
Bitch ass nigga where the hell yall from
Peel your cap back like hair cut
Imma pull up and they stair up (s k rr , skrr)
Bitch I Keep some smoke like MF chimney
Bitch I keep a bleeky issa MF twelve
Bitch I keep some dope weighed out on a scale now
Bitch I keep that draco on my hip , like a pig
Chorus
Where my strapps I got the maggs in the coupe x4
And we , bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up at your section and we empty up a Twelve
Bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up your section and we empty up the shells
(Bitch)
Where my strapps I got the maggs in the coupe x4
And we , bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up at your section and we empty up a Twelve
Bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up your section and we empty up the shells
(Bitch)
Verse : Boyzie
Man all these fuck boys really talk too much
So do not stop me when that glackaroni go so hard
That magazine be fully loaded like its Oprah's month
Its not a question if we pull up then we roll it out
Gold totes nigga
Its froze nigga
So we go slow nigga
We dump niggas
And these body bags get thrown up in the dirt be cold nigga
If you fucking with us then you getting chrome domed nigga
Chorus
Where my strapps I got the maggs in the coupe x4
And we , bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up at your section and we empty up a Twelve
Bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up your section and we empty up the shells
(Bitch)
Verse : Pet Peeve
Ah literally
All of u niggas look lil to me
All of em shots dat u took dawg u ain’t even tickling me
Homie remember whatever they pay you to rap dey prolly gave triple to me
Homie remember I'm not trying 2 fill in a gap I'm trying 2 get rid of ur stezz
Get rid of ur energy get rid of ur legacy
Don’t cop a convertible do u like Kennedy
Wipe out ur memory it's almost surgical how I would cut up da dope wit precision
I used 2 chop up em grams on the table n clean up the mess like would in da kitchen
U ain't a G nigga why is u bitching
Chorus
Where my strapps I got the maggs in the coupe x4
And we , bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up at your section and we empty up a Twelve
Bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up your section and we empty up the shells
(Bitch)
Verse : Young Kado
Bitch I swear to god
Don't care out ya'll
I'm hella booted
Of a QP in the stu bitch (Yuh)
Cuffin your bitch like a bear hug
Bitch ass nigga where the hell yall from
Peel your cap back like hair cut
Imma pull up and they stair up (s k rr , skrr)
Bitch I Keep some smoke like MF chimney
Bitch I keep a bleeky issa MF twelve
Bitch I keep some dope weighed out on a scale now
Bitch I keep that draco on my hip , like a pig
Chorus
Where my strapps I got the maggs in the coupe x4
And we , bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up at your section and we empty up a Twelve
Bout to shoot
Empty shells
Pull up your section and we empty up the shells
(Bitch)