CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : BOLO

Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's a Hxliday up in this b*t*h, woop-woop-woop
Put it on his head like a bolo, b*t*h
Put it on his head like a bolo, ha
Yeah

Put it on his head like a bolo
Chopper put the bullets 'round his neck like a chokehold
Got a lot to lose, I still pull up with that gang though
Yeah I got 'em itchin' when that .40 really sing, ho
These n***as swear they reptiles, no rango
And your b*t*h, yeah, she gon' do what I say so
Countin' up these racks, yeah, I'm countin' up these pesos
She took a sh*t on me, I let the anger out with that draco

Usually I'm simpin' on the track, but oh I'm mad now
Now it's way too little, give a reason just to back down
Yeah, I wеnt from dreamin' big to living really fast now
Let a n***a try mе, I'ma put him in the past tense
You ain't gotta ask me, I swear that there ain't no questions
Yeah, I'm rich and famous, can you tell the way I'm flexin'?
Wait up, is this your b*t*h on my phone that I been textin'?
Wait up [?], I can tell the way she freaky sextin'
Put it on his head like a bolo
Chopper put the bullets 'round his neck like a chokehold
Got a lot to lose, I still pull up with that gang though
Yeah I got 'em itchin' when that .40 really sing, ho
These n***as swear they reptiles, no rango
And your b*t*h, yeah, she gon' do what I say so
Countin' up these racks, yeah, I'm countin' up these pesos
She took a sh*t on me, I let the anger out with that draco
Put it on his head like a bolo
Chopper put the bullets 'round his neck like a chokehold
Got a lot to lose, I still pull up with that gang though
Yeah I got 'em itchin' when that .40 really sing, ho
These n***as swear they reptiles, no rango
And your b*t*h, yeah, she gon' do what I say so
Countin' up these racks, yeah, I'm countin' up these pesos
She took a sh*t on me, I let the anger out with that draco

My mind, racing (Racing)
I know it's a lie that I'm thinking (Thinking)
that can maintain
And tell me why you're telling me the same thing
Got me fainting, heart pacing
Mind goin' crazy like the blunt that you're lacing
Problems that I'm facing never seem to go away
The feelings that I'm taming, yeah, I know that they gon' go cray'
Playing with my heart like a yo-yo
Tell me why my feelings, they be frowning in my photos
Just tryna stay in there, I don't think that I can hang though
And if I ask for your heart, and all the worst that you can say is, "No"
Just don't ruin my mood when I'm vibing
And it's feelin' [?], you don't like me
I can tell by how long it takes when you're typing
Done with these games, bae, I'm done with the fighting
Put it on his head like a bolo
Chopper put the bullets 'round his neck like a chokehold
Got a lot to lose, I still pull up with that gang though
Yeah I got 'em itchin' when that .40 really sing, ho
These n***as swear they reptiles, no rango
And your b*t*h, yeah, she gon' do what I say so
Countin' up these racks, yeah, I'm countin' up these pesos
She took a sh*t on me, I let the anger out with that draco

Yeah, bolo
Yeah, bolo
Yeah