Boi by Harvey Dent 2 Lyrics
[Intro]
Paint the final frontier
Yo what's up bitches
My name is Bob Corn
Yeah, I like that shit
That's some 5/4 shit
I don't know what the fuck you were thinking when you made this shit
Alright, let's go
[Verse 1]
I’m feeling the rhythm so you can start it
One shot two shot bitch start the party
Running on the beat yeah shout of Harvey
Pussy hole (pop pop pop pop) pop the molly
You football bitches got nothing on me
Everybody calls me weird cause I’m artsy
Man I been a psychopath and I’m sorry
But when I’m done all I see is bodies
Try to fight me that’s tough luck
Tell me what to do just fuck off
I been tryna break all the constructs
Have any of you hoes got love?
I don’t wanna be no suck up
Spray on the scenе like Bob Ross
Watchu mean watchu mean just shut up
Man shut thе fuck up ugh
[Hook]
Boi, boi, boi, boi, boi, boi
Blah blah blah blah
[Verse 2]
Everybody scream now (Bob Corn)
Jump on a beat I’m (Bob Corn)
Fuck up the scene now (Bob Corn)
Rap is a feast for (Bob Corn)
Making it stupid (Bob Corn)
Power of Putin (Bob Corn)
I’m the shit I’m pooping (Bob Corn)
Married to the music (Bob Corn)
Man you know I go hard all four seasons
Tryna get musical for no reason
Turn water into fire but I’m not Jesus
Tryna go against me just suck my penis
Went through hell and I still am bleeding
But I stood up I’m never seated
Came from a place I was teaching teachers
Man like me gonna piss on beats bitch
[Hook]
Boi, boi, boi
Blah blah blah blah
Paint the final frontier
Yo what's up bitches
My name is Bob Corn
Yeah, I like that shit
That's some 5/4 shit
I don't know what the fuck you were thinking when you made this shit
Alright, let's go
[Verse 1]
I’m feeling the rhythm so you can start it
One shot two shot bitch start the party
Running on the beat yeah shout of Harvey
Pussy hole (pop pop pop pop) pop the molly
You football bitches got nothing on me
Everybody calls me weird cause I’m artsy
Man I been a psychopath and I’m sorry
But when I’m done all I see is bodies
Try to fight me that’s tough luck
Tell me what to do just fuck off
I been tryna break all the constructs
Have any of you hoes got love?
I don’t wanna be no suck up
Spray on the scenе like Bob Ross
Watchu mean watchu mean just shut up
Man shut thе fuck up ugh
[Hook]
Boi, boi, boi, boi, boi, boi
Blah blah blah blah
[Verse 2]
Everybody scream now (Bob Corn)
Jump on a beat I’m (Bob Corn)
Fuck up the scene now (Bob Corn)
Rap is a feast for (Bob Corn)
Making it stupid (Bob Corn)
Power of Putin (Bob Corn)
I’m the shit I’m pooping (Bob Corn)
Married to the music (Bob Corn)
Man you know I go hard all four seasons
Tryna get musical for no reason
Turn water into fire but I’m not Jesus
Tryna go against me just suck my penis
Went through hell and I still am bleeding
But I stood up I’m never seated
Came from a place I was teaching teachers
Man like me gonna piss on beats bitch
[Hook]
Boi, boi, boi
Blah blah blah blah