Boxing Time by Kiessler Lyrics
(Intro)
Freeze and making me sweat, and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
(Verse 1)
Listen, why you typin' all that BS in my DM's? (skinny ass bitch)
At least run up or something, maybe take this outside
When in person you too scared of lookin' me in my eye
Note to all the children listening, do not be this guy
Bitch i'm not letting shit slide
Cause i'm a hell of a guy if that meant hell was a guy
But then you ask yourself why she left like pelican fly
(Like brrrr)
(Chorus)
That bitch face ain't no boxing bag
Hey i'm going back in time again, hundreds in the duffel bag, bruises on his bitch
(AHHH)
That, that boy is embarrassing, he all on that Instagram, right now he the shit under my shoe
And your bitch, left who?
Left you
(you, you, you)
Hold up
Is there
Something you tryna' say?
If you say it, say it to my face and not on Instagram Cause last times we faced you proved to me that ***** ain't no man (no, no no-o)
So we established y'all can't see what I see Little ugly a** looking and he talking like a nazi uh
(B*TCH)
White sweden, ain't that what you said?
Let my message be known (fucking cornbread)
(Bridge)
Freeze and making me sweat, and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high (breathe easy)
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high (make it easy on you, just breathe easy, won't you?)
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high (hey, make it easy on you, won't you breathe easy?)
Freeze and making me sweat and making me feel so high
Freeze and making me sweat and making me feel so high
(Chorus 2)
That bitch face ain't no boxing bag
Hey i'm going back in time again, hundreds in the duffel bag, bruises on his bitch
(AHHH)
That, that boy is embarrassing, he all on that Instagram, right now he the shit under my shoe
And your bitch, left who?
Left you
(you, you, you)
Hold up
Is there
Something you tryna' say?
If you say it, say it to my face and not on Instagram
Cause last times we faced you proved to me that ***** ain't no man (no, no no-o)
B*TCH
B*TCH
Freeze and making me sweat, and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
(Verse 1)
Listen, why you typin' all that BS in my DM's? (skinny ass bitch)
At least run up or something, maybe take this outside
When in person you too scared of lookin' me in my eye
Note to all the children listening, do not be this guy
Bitch i'm not letting shit slide
Cause i'm a hell of a guy if that meant hell was a guy
But then you ask yourself why she left like pelican fly
(Like brrrr)
(Chorus)
That bitch face ain't no boxing bag
Hey i'm going back in time again, hundreds in the duffel bag, bruises on his bitch
(AHHH)
That, that boy is embarrassing, he all on that Instagram, right now he the shit under my shoe
And your bitch, left who?
Left you
(you, you, you)
Hold up
Is there
Something you tryna' say?
If you say it, say it to my face and not on Instagram Cause last times we faced you proved to me that ***** ain't no man (no, no no-o)
So we established y'all can't see what I see Little ugly a** looking and he talking like a nazi uh
(B*TCH)
White sweden, ain't that what you said?
Let my message be known (fucking cornbread)
(Bridge)
Freeze and making me sweat, and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high (breathe easy)
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high (make it easy on you, just breathe easy, won't you?)
That breeze is making me sweat and making me feel so high (hey, make it easy on you, won't you breathe easy?)
Freeze and making me sweat and making me feel so high
Freeze and making me sweat and making me feel so high
(Chorus 2)
That bitch face ain't no boxing bag
Hey i'm going back in time again, hundreds in the duffel bag, bruises on his bitch
(AHHH)
That, that boy is embarrassing, he all on that Instagram, right now he the shit under my shoe
And your bitch, left who?
Left you
(you, you, you)
Hold up
Is there
Something you tryna' say?
If you say it, say it to my face and not on Instagram
Cause last times we faced you proved to me that ***** ain't no man (no, no no-o)
B*TCH
B*TCH