[{"id":11075969,"name":"bozos","trackName":"bozos","artistName":"2504","albumName":"bozos","duration":613.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Goonn\nIt didn't work at all\nMost of them are bozos\nThey- they knew how to manage, but they didn't know how to do anything\nAnd, so, wha- if you're a great person\nWhy do you want to work in something you can't learn anything from?\nOoh\n\nDon't try to ask me, it just means you don't know shit\nBozos made me can't breathe, fuck, you're a [?]\nBozo like smokin' [?] shit, you're a crackhead\nBozos talking shit 'bout me, you just wanna notice (Fuck)\n\nBitch gonna put this name, that's your password\nThey making fun of me\nI go to their house and plant C4 (Bomb has been planted)\nDo we got men to the ceiling\nIt's still time for you, you don't have no feeling\n\nI don't know you, you don't know me\nWhat are you supposed to be? You're weird, I don't know these\nKilling fuckers in the highschool, so [?]\nKilling bozos in combat, yeah, in my wall (Fatality)\n\n(Yuh) You talkin' down on me, if you talk down again\n2504, Joey know the name\nTalking shit on Twitter, won't pull up, you lame\nThese lowboys ain't on shit, we are not the same\nGoonnCity, yeah we goin' global\nHow you talkin' down on 20, bitch I'm going postal (Woah)\nI don't even want the girl 'cause she a local yuh\nShe told me, \"Pull up, you so ugh you so noble,\" yuh\n\nI got your bitch on me\nShe said that she [?] oh my God\nCan't wait to [?] get to [?]\n[?] why you lacking, you love him\nFucking [?] portrait\nYou're not one of us, you're on your own, if it just happened\nI say when you [?] it's just a fight, bro\nI'm so sorry that you couldn't walk because you fought, though\nAnd I cover in my clothes\n[?] tryna take a photo\nHands all in my cargo\n\nFuck\nCaught your pussy ass lacking\nTen toes, you're the body that I'm tracking\nGod made me so I could send you back to heaven\nKilling everyone like my name Rose Aaron\nI got razor over [?]\nI was calling all his main\nI don't even know your name\nAnd I'm alone in my coffin\nNot no more\nHop in a shiny Benz\nSmoking gas, you always win\n\nBozo bozo bozo, you don't like me\nMy life a motherfuh' movie, feel like Spike Lee\nYou [?] all these bands, that's so lightly\nWe smokin' crack, yeah, [?] nightly\n\nI-I-I-I- I've been chasing the trail right around my bag\nI've been at it for years, why would I go mad?\nI've been fighting the brain,\nFindin' something to hate, lookin' at my\nAnd now they look at me and think that I'm pathetic\nIt's nothing new to me, it's just what I expected\nI-I- I didn't bother 'cause I knew they wouldn't get it\nIf I was fake they wouldn't know that I was selling\n\nA- All these, all these, all these noises will make me sick\n(G- G- G- G-G-G- G-G-Goonn)\nOh you heard of SoFaygo before, yeah, everybody fucking did\nBet you want a fucking sticker, how about a round of applause?\nI'ma smoke you down like a swisher ima hit yo bitch up raw\nOh my God, you goin' in for my bro Twintee my twinny twin\nYou gon' pay for all your sins\nI'ma finish what you begin\nTaking a crowbar to the shins, if you wanna test me you better win\nIt's GoonnCity and you can't get in\nAnd you gon' pay for all your sins\n\nYuh, yuh, yuh\nYou took your L, now you mad\n(I can't fall in sex for a taste)\nAnd now wish you [?], as you fucking up the shit\nI said I don't want you, so fuck the system, uh\nI won't fuck for you, I'm not in love\n(I can't relax, [?] miss now\nI won't talk to em now, p-pull their face out there\nWish you were 2504)\n\nAye, I'm with Twenty, I'm with 2504\nI'ma get this fuckin' bag on me for sho'\nI'm with the Goons in the City, you get popped bitch\nI would never be caught dead with a broke bitch, uh\nI just left that bitch on read, I'm with Joey rockin' red\nFinally just [?] red, and I'm geekin' off the meds\nGot some likes, my bitch it's dead, I don't care about what you said\n(I don't care what you said)\n\nAll your bullshit is too old\nShout out to mitsu and shoutout my bros\nI gotta chick and we see on my clothes\nYou are the one who was talking shit for a reason I cannot disclose\nI can't fuck with bozos\nI [?] flash like a photo\nDon't talk down if you can't back it up\n'cause you're still in my shadow\nT-Taking a flight to L.A\nI'ma hop on the function [?]\nBut the [?] is seen around me, around me\nYou tellin' me that is your face\nYou fuckin' with me, what a shame\nI don't care if they hate me, so hate me\n\nBro, what's up?\nI'm smokin' on your pack right now and I blow\nTryna play me like a bozo now I'm a star, I'm goin' up\nGot some nigga mad, they typin' it up\nGuess I'm two-faced, that's one [?] face\nFuck, guys, I'm [?] base\nI'm cleaning with this bozo's face\nI'm [?] clippers, ain't no fade\nI'm stuck in lockdown, in yo [?]\nI'm gon' chase you ass all day\nStill young, my bitches gettin' paid\nStill young, my bitches gettin' paid (Perfect)\n\nClosed case, caught you looking both ways\nYou look like a dummy, you look like a birdbrain\nBitch you think you're funny\nPut you in a dark place\nYou talk to me funny see your body as the smoke fades\nYou're a bozo, I can tell it from your photos\nWe pump you full of holes like the ozone\nI swear I can't be hit like a high note\nAt your funeral, RIP bozo\n\nOne, two, three, four, five\nShe put my [?] on high\nLike one, two, three, four, five\n[?] back it up (Ooh, ooh)\nAnd when I pull that knife\n\nYuh, okay, o- okay\nI'm just playin' (Damn)\nI know that they wanna play me\nI ain't playing no games\nIf you can't save yourself, don't save me\nThey just know that\nAnd they think that they better than me\nThey think that they so great\nIf you hard to settle then [?] get you like a [?], yeah\n\nOoh, looks like [?] talking heat, but he a loser in real life\nSmoking on that [?], will you go if you find me\nBitch, you think I buy a\nYou were here, but you were not\nMe and 20 in the mall, if we see you, kick your bones\nBitch, your mama OnlyFans made me horny\nWhen you knoq me [?] just like sprinkle [?]\nShaved pussy got me thinking about Rias Gremory\n[?] go in her phone [?] she can't [?] Plan B\n\nPlaying [?], playing [?], all your fucking tasks\nTwenty [?]\n\nBitch gonna put this name, that's your password\nThen make fun of me\nI go to your house and plant C4 (Bomb has been planted)\nDo we got men to the ceiling\nIt's still time for you, you don't have no feeling\n\nIt's not fair, I feel like glaive\nIf you walk like acting sus\nThen you better hide your pocket\nThen I make you give me your wallet\nI'm finna take your profits\nKill you with the lights off\n'Cause I am impostor\nI vented, took your bitch again\nI was actin' very sus but she still fuck with me (Amogus)\nI was actin' very sus but she don't fuck with you\nBitches on me 'cause I am so sussy, yuh (Oh)\n\nI'm a bozo on the mic\nGoonnCity, can't get in unless you fight\nAnd we got choppas spraying and bullets let 'em fly\nWe here, there's nothing right\nBitch you know that we outside\nIf we can't take his money, bet that we gon' take his life\nYeah, we gon' do [?]\n\nTwenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\nTime to make him fear his life\nI let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice\nI left him hanging onto life\nI watched him bleed out in\nHow you say you hardly talk shit on the live?\n[?] someone's [?] body in the well\nI leave him drownin', wish him well\nHe gon' need it where he going, [direct?] hell\nTwenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\nTime to make him fear his life\nI let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice\nTwenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\nTime to make him fear his life\nI let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice (There was lice)\n\nI'm imposter like Among Us\nPussy why you acting so damn sus, sus\nHe said he in clan so I was like \"Ku Klux?\"\nI got my magic I reeze 'em like Lucas\nShe said I'm cute wanna show me her boobas\nFelt unsafe so I got me a shoota\nShe want me to sit on her gonna be a face mask\nThat pussy so short I put 'em in day care\nStop right there you cannot stand here\nWhy you venting to me?\nI'm rapping like Eminem from 8 Mile\nBitch choked on my dick like Eminem from 8 Mile (Yeah)\n\nHow you talkin' shit, you ain't notice\nThat's a lot of shit, I don't care, I'm still rolling\nStop begging for help, but I don't care what you owe him\nStop begging for help, but it lasted, what you wanted\nYeah shoutout 25, it's a mic\nIt is not a must, it's a might\nLike it's '87 get bite, woah\nI'm looking for you\nYeah, what did I do? Like I'm doxia I hop out the roof\nFuck yeah, that was chillin for me or for you\n\nWherever I am I'm taking your Glocky\nYou take this pussy, like push in and fuck off\nI got razor over my back\nWe going up the ladder [?] and that's such [?]\nShe wanna [?] on the top of the tower, now I can't, ready [?]\nTouch the money, I feel like [?]\nYou just talking shit, fuck your friends, fuck your thoughts\nAnd the thing is that I been cruisin', I really care 'bout the law\nMost of you bitches [?] some main\nCould we show his shit, well, you know that's a close case\n(Congratulations, you won!)\n\nI heard you talkin' [?] on like [?] dying\nI saw you [?] DLC\nSpin around., got [?] and shot\nSmell like cologne, you know it's Chanel\nWhy you think that this\nYeah you bozo yeah you smell\nI got my money I spend it well\nThis bad bitch gave me [?]\nAnd when I play that, hold it you little\n\nD-Don't talk too much\nGot a new [?] bitch don't touch\nBrand new [beat?] like Cap'n Crunch\nI'ma eat your legs for lunch\nBoy you sweet like fish filet\nI'm finna make you fade away\nI'm cruisin' wit yo' bae\nMight just move out to LA\nI'ma smoke\nSmoking on these pussy boys like they some fucking [?]\nAnd I'ma pop that nigga brain, turn you into Jell-O\nAnd I'm not your friend, lil' bro, I'm not your fucking fellow\nI'm bouta melt you down like you're a fucking marshmallow\n\n[?] shot\n[?] shot\nLeave your body set to rot\nYou can't afford what I bought\nYou my son, bitch I taught you\nShot you, [raided?] and I caught you\nSpit it out, I chew you\nThen I'm like \"Who are you?\"\nBitch you are a bozo, got these wrists, I'm wearing bozos\nYou were in your dad's clothes\nSee me and I fucking glow\nSee me take a photo\nMoney like the lotto\nYeah, you think you're slick, talking shit like I wouldn't know","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: bozos\n  artist: '2504'\n  album: bozos\n  duration_ms: 613000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Goonn\n  It didn't work at all\n  Most of them are bozos\n  They- they knew how to manage, but they didn't know how to do anything\n  And, so, wha- if you're a great person\n  Why do you want to work in something you can't learn anything from?\n  Ooh\n\n  Don't try to ask me, it just means you don't know shit\n  Bozos made me can't breathe, fuck, you're a [?]\n  Bozo like smokin' [?] shit, you're a crackhead\n  Bozos talking shit 'bout me, you just wanna notice (Fuck)\n\n  Bitch gonna put this name, that's your password\n  They making fun of me\n  I go to their house and plant C4 (Bomb has been planted)\n  Do we got men to the ceiling\n  It's still time for you, you don't have no feeling\n\n  I don't know you, you don't know me\n  What are you supposed to be? You're weird, I don't know these\n  Killing fuckers in the highschool, so [?]\n  Killing bozos in combat, yeah, in my wall (Fatality)\n\n  (Yuh) You talkin' down on me, if you talk down again\n  2504, Joey know the name\n  Talking shit on Twitter, won't pull up, you lame\n  These lowboys ain't on shit, we are not the same\n  GoonnCity, yeah we goin' global\n  How you talkin' down on 20, bitch I'm going postal (Woah)\n  I don't even want the girl 'cause she a local yuh\n  She told me, \"Pull up, you so ugh you so noble,\" yuh\n\n  I got your bitch on me\n  She said that she [?] oh my God\n  Can't wait to [?] get to [?]\n  [?] why you lacking, you love him\n  Fucking [?] portrait\n  You're not one of us, you're on your own, if it just happened\n  I say when you [?] it's just a fight, bro\n  I'm so sorry that you couldn't walk because you fought, though\n  And I cover in my clothes\n  [?] tryna take a photo\n  Hands all in my cargo\n\n  Fuck\n  Caught your pussy ass lacking\n  Ten toes, you're the body that I'm tracking\n  God made me so I could send you back to heaven\n  Killing everyone like my name Rose Aaron\n  I got razor over [?]\n  I was calling all his main\n  I don't even know your name\n  And I'm alone in my coffin\n  Not no more\n  Hop in a shiny Benz\n  Smoking gas, you always win\n\n  Bozo bozo bozo, you don't like me\n  My life a motherfuh' movie, feel like Spike Lee\n  You [?] all these bands, that's so lightly\n  We smokin' crack, yeah, [?] nightly\n\n  I-I-I-I- I've been chasing the trail right around my bag\n  I've been at it for years, why would I go mad?\n  I've been fighting the brain,\n  Findin' something to hate, lookin' at my\n  And now they look at me and think that I'm pathetic\n  It's nothing new to me, it's just what I expected\n  I-I- I didn't bother 'cause I knew they wouldn't get it\n  If I was fake they wouldn't know that I was selling\n\n  A- All these, all these, all these noises will make me sick\n  (G- G- G- G-G-G- G-G-Goonn)\n  Oh you heard of SoFaygo before, yeah, everybody fucking did\n  Bet you want a fucking sticker, how about a round of applause?\n  I'ma smoke you down like a swisher ima hit yo bitch up raw\n  Oh my God, you goin' in for my bro Twintee my twinny twin\n  You gon' pay for all your sins\n  I'ma finish what you begin\n  Taking a crowbar to the shins, if you wanna test me you better win\n  It's GoonnCity and you can't get in\n  And you gon' pay for all your sins\n\n  Yuh, yuh, yuh\n  You took your L, now you mad\n  (I can't fall in sex for a taste)\n  And now wish you [?], as you fucking up the shit\n  I said I don't want you, so fuck the system, uh\n  I won't fuck for you, I'm not in love\n  (I can't relax, [?] miss now\n  I won't talk to em now, p-pull their face out there\n  Wish you were 2504)\n\n  Aye, I'm with Twenty, I'm with 2504\n  I'ma get this fuckin' bag on me for sho'\n  I'm with the Goons in the City, you get popped bitch\n  I would never be caught dead with a broke bitch, uh\n  I just left that bitch on read, I'm with Joey rockin' red\n  Finally just [?] red, and I'm geekin' off the meds\n  Got some likes, my bitch it's dead, I don't care about what you said\n  (I don't care what you said)\n\n  All your bullshit is too old\n  Shout out to mitsu and shoutout my bros\n  I gotta chick and we see on my clothes\n  You are the one who was talking shit for a reason I cannot disclose\n  I can't fuck with bozos\n  I [?] flash like a photo\n  Don't talk down if you can't back it up\n  'cause you're still in my shadow\n  T-Taking a flight to L.A\n  I'ma hop on the function [?]\n  But the [?] is seen around me, around me\n  You tellin' me that is your face\n  You fuckin' with me, what a shame\n  I don't care if they hate me, so hate me\n\n  Bro, what's up?\n  I'm smokin' on your pack right now and I blow\n  Tryna play me like a bozo now I'm a star, I'm goin' up\n  Got some nigga mad, they typin' it up\n  Guess I'm two-faced, that's one [?] face\n  Fuck, guys, I'm [?] base\n  I'm cleaning with this bozo's face\n  I'm [?] clippers, ain't no fade\n  I'm stuck in lockdown, in yo [?]\n  I'm gon' chase you ass all day\n  Still young, my bitches gettin' paid\n  Still young, my bitches gettin' paid (Perfect)\n\n  Closed case, caught you looking both ways\n  You look like a dummy, you look like a birdbrain\n  Bitch you think you're funny\n  Put you in a dark place\n  You talk to me funny see your body as the smoke fades\n  You're a bozo, I can tell it from your photos\n  We pump you full of holes like the ozone\n  I swear I can't be hit like a high note\n  At your funeral, RIP bozo\n\n  One, two, three, four, five\n  She put my [?] on high\n  Like one, two, three, four, five\n  [?] back it up (Ooh, ooh)\n  And when I pull that knife\n\n  Yuh, okay, o- okay\n  I'm just playin' (Damn)\n  I know that they wanna play me\n  I ain't playing no games\n  If you can't save yourself, don't save me\n  They just know that\n  And they think that they better than me\n  They think that they so great\n  If you hard to settle then [?] get you like a [?], yeah\n\n  Ooh, looks like [?] talking heat, but he a loser in real life\n  Smoking on that [?], will you go if you find me\n  Bitch, you think I buy a\n  You were here, but you were not\n  Me and 20 in the mall, if we see you, kick your bones\n  Bitch, your mama OnlyFans made me horny\n  When you knoq me [?] just like sprinkle [?]\n  Shaved pussy got me thinking about Rias Gremory\n  [?] go in her phone [?] she can't [?] Plan B\n\n  Playing [?], playing [?], all your fucking tasks\n  Twenty [?]\n\n  Bitch gonna put this name, that's your password\n  Then make fun of me\n  I go to your house and plant C4 (Bomb has been planted)\n  Do we got men to the ceiling\n  It's still time for you, you don't have no feeling\n\n  It's not fair, I feel like glaive\n  If you walk like acting sus\n  Then you better hide your pocket\n  Then I make you give me your wallet\n  I'm finna take your profits\n  Kill you with the lights off\n  'Cause I am impostor\n  I vented, took your bitch again\n  I was actin' very sus but she still fuck with me (Amogus)\n  I was actin' very sus but she don't fuck with you\n  Bitches on me 'cause I am so sussy, yuh (Oh)\n\n  I'm a bozo on the mic\n  GoonnCity, can't get in unless you fight\n  And we got choppas spraying and bullets let 'em fly\n  We here, there's nothing right\n  Bitch you know that we outside\n  If we can't take his money, bet that we gon' take his life\n  Yeah, we gon' do [?]\n\n  Twenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\n  Time to make him fear his life\n  I let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice\n  I left him hanging onto life\n  I watched him bleed out in\n  How you say you hardly talk shit on the live?\n  [?] someone's [?] body in the well\n  I leave him drownin', wish him well\n  He gon' need it where he going, [direct?] hell\n  Twenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\n  Time to make him fear his life\n  I let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice\n  Twenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\n  Time to make him fear his life\n  I let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice (There was lice)\n\n  I'm imposter like Among Us\n  Pussy why you acting so damn sus, sus\n  He said he in clan so I was like \"Ku Klux?\"\n  I got my magic I reeze 'em like Lucas\n  She said I'm cute wanna show me her boobas\n  Felt unsafe so I got me a shoota\n  She want me to sit on her gonna be a face mask\n  That pussy so short I put 'em in day care\n  Stop right there you cannot stand here\n  Why you venting to me?\n  I'm rapping like Eminem from 8 Mile\n  Bitch choked on my dick like Eminem from 8 Mile (Yeah)\n\n  How you talkin' shit, you ain't notice\n  That's a lot of shit, I don't care, I'm still rolling\n  Stop begging for help, but I don't care what you owe him\n  Stop begging for help, but it lasted, what you wanted\n  Yeah shoutout 25, it's a mic\n  It is not a must, it's a might\n  Like it's '87 get bite, woah\n  I'm looking for you\n  Yeah, what did I do? Like I'm doxia I hop out the roof\n  Fuck yeah, that was chillin for me or for you\n\n  Wherever I am I'm taking your Glocky\n  You take this pussy, like push in and fuck off\n  I got razor over my back\n  We going up the ladder [?] and that's such [?]\n  She wanna [?] on the top of the tower, now I can't, ready [?]\n  Touch the money, I feel like [?]\n  You just talking shit, fuck your friends, fuck your thoughts\n  And the thing is that I been cruisin', I really care 'bout the law\n  Most of you bitches [?] some main\n  Could we show his shit, well, you know that's a close case\n  (Congratulations, you won!)\n\n  I heard you talkin' [?] on like [?] dying\n  I saw you [?] DLC\n  Spin around., got [?] and shot\n  Smell like cologne, you know it's Chanel\n  Why you think that this\n  Yeah you bozo yeah you smell\n  I got my money I spend it well\n  This bad bitch gave me [?]\n  And when I play that, hold it you little\n\n  D-Don't talk too much\n  Got a new [?] bitch don't touch\n  Brand new [beat?] like Cap'n Crunch\n  I'ma eat your legs for lunch\n  Boy you sweet like fish filet\n  I'm finna make you fade away\n  I'm cruisin' wit yo' bae\n  Might just move out to LA\n  I'ma smoke\n  Smoking on these pussy boys like they some fucking [?]\n  And I'ma pop that nigga brain, turn you into Jell-O\n  And I'm not your friend, lil' bro, I'm not your fucking fellow\n  I'm bouta melt you down like you're a fucking marshmallow\n\n  [?] shot\n  [?] shot\n  Leave your body set to rot\n  You can't afford what I bought\n  You my son, bitch I taught you\n  Shot you, [raided?] and I caught you\n  Spit it out, I chew you\n  Then I'm like \"Who are you?\"\n  Bitch you are a bozo, got these wrists, I'm wearing bozos\n  You were in your dad's clothes\n  See me and I fucking glow\n  See me take a photo\n  Money like the lotto\n  Yeah, you think you're slick, talking shit like I wouldn't know\n"},{"id":30544449,"name":"bozos (feat. joey dez 33, mitsu, siouxxie, finlince!, stef, benny blasé, 5v, misaku foxx, victxrw, boofbby, afternoon, kid sora, miraie, psych, luvlxckdown, eli juggz, ovrwrld, pichu, tropes, 00matthew, comet, & lovesickxo)","trackName":"bozos (feat. joey dez 33, mitsu, siouxxie, finlince!, stef, benny blasé, 5v, misaku foxx, victxrw, boofbby, afternoon, kid sora, miraie, psych, luvlxckdown, eli juggz, ovrwrld, pichu, tropes, 00matthew, comet, & lovesickxo)","artistName":"2504","albumName":"bozos (feat. joey dez 33, mitsu, siouxxie, finlince!, stef, benny blasé, 5v, misaku foxx, victxrw, boofbby, afternoon, kid sora, miraie, psych, luvlxckdown, eli juggz, ovrwrld, pichu, tropes, 00matthew, comet & lovesickxo)","duration":613.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Goonn\nIt didn't work at all\nMost of them are bozos\nThey- they knew how to manage, but they didn't know how to do anything\nAnd, so, wha- if you're a great person\nWhy do you want to work in something you can't learn anything from?\nOoh\n\nDon't try to ask me, it just means you don't know shit\nBozos made me can't breathe, fuck, you're a [?]\nBozo like smokin' [?] shit, you're a crackhead\nBozos talking shit 'bout me, you just wanna notice (Fuck)\n\nBitch gonna put this name, that's your password\nThey making fun of me\nI go to their house and plant C4 (Bomb has been planted)\nDo we got men to the ceiling\nIt's still time for you, you don't have no feeling\n\nI don't know you, you don't know me\nWhat are you supposed to be? You're weird, I don't know these\nKilling fuckers in the highschool, so [?]\nKilling bozos in combat, yeah, in my wall (Fatality)\n\n(Yuh) You talkin' down on me, if you talk down again\n2504, Joey know the name\nTalking shit on Twitter, won't pull up, you lame\nThese lowboys ain't on shit, we are not the same\nGoonnCity, yeah we goin' global\nHow you talkin' down on 20, bitch I'm going postal (Woah)\nI don't even want the girl 'cause she a local yuh\nShe told me, \"Pull up, you so ugh you so noble,\" yuh\n\nI got your bitch on me\nShe said that she [?] oh my God\nCan't wait to [?] get to [?]\n[?] why you lacking, you love him\nFucking [?] portrait\nYou're not one of us, you're on your own, if it just happened\nI say when you [?] it's just a fight, bro\nI'm so sorry that you couldn't walk because you fought, though\nAnd I cover in my clothes\n[?] tryna take a photo\nHands all in my cargo\n\nFuck\nCaught your pussy ass lacking\nTen toes, you're the body that I'm tracking\nGod made me so I could send you back to heaven\nKilling everyone like my name Rose Aaron\nI got razor over [?]\nI was calling all his main\nI don't even know your name\nAnd I'm alone in my coffin\nNot no more\nHop in a shiny Benz\nSmoking gas, you always win\n\nBozo bozo bozo, you don't like me\nMy life a motherfuh' movie, feel like Spike Lee\nYou [?] all these bands, that's so lightly\nWe smokin' crack, yeah, [?] nightly\n\nI-I-I-I- I've been chasing the trail right around my bag\nI've been at it for years, why would I go mad?\nI've been fighting the brain,\nFindin' something to hate, lookin' at my\nAnd now they look at me and think that I'm pathetic\nIt's nothing new to me, it's just what I expected\nI-I- I didn't bother 'cause I knew they wouldn't get it\nIf I was fake they wouldn't know that I was selling\n\nA- All these, all these, all these noises will make me sick\n(G- G- G- G-G-G- G-G-Goonn)\nOh you heard of SoFaygo before, yeah, everybody fucking did\nBet you want a fucking sticker, how about a round of applause?\nI'ma smoke you down like a swisher ima hit yo bitch up raw\nOh my God, you goin' in for my bro Twintee my twinny twin\nYou gon' pay for all your sins\nI'ma finish what you begin\nTaking a crowbar to the shins, if you wanna test me you better win\nIt's GoonnCity and you can't get in\nAnd you gon' pay for all your sins\n\nYuh, yuh, yuh\nYou took your L, now you mad\n(I can't fall in sex for a taste)\nAnd now wish you [?], as you fucking up the shit\nI said I don't want you, so fuck the system, uh\nI won't fuck for you, I'm not in love\n(I can't relax, [?] miss now\nI won't talk to em now, p-pull their face out there\nWish you were 2504)\n\nAye, I'm with Twenty, I'm with 2504\nI'ma get this fuckin' bag on me for sho'\nI'm with the Goons in the City, you get popped bitch\nI would never be caught dead with a broke bitch, uh\nI just left that bitch on read, I'm with Joey rockin' red\nFinally just [?] red, and I'm geekin' off the meds\nGot some likes, my bitch it's dead, I don't care about what you said\n(I don't care what you said)\n\nAll your bullshit is too old\nShout out to mitsu and shoutout my bros\nI gotta chick and we see on my clothes\nYou are the one who was talking shit for a reason I cannot disclose\nI can't fuck with bozos\nI [?] flash like a photo\nDon't talk down if you can't back it up\n'cause you're still in my shadow\nT-Taking a flight to L.A\nI'ma hop on the function [?]\nBut the [?] is seen around me, around me\nYou tellin' me that is your face\nYou fuckin' with me, what a shame\nI don't care if they hate me, so hate me\n\nBro, what's up?\nI'm smokin' on your pack right now and I blow\nTryna play me like a bozo now I'm a star, I'm goin' up\nGot some nigga mad, they typin' it up\nGuess I'm two-faced, that's one [?] face\nFuck, guys, I'm [?] base\nI'm cleaning with this bozo's face\nI'm [?] clippers, ain't no fade\nI'm stuck in lockdown, in yo [?]\nI'm gon' chase you ass all day\nStill young, my bitches gettin' paid\nStill young, my bitches gettin' paid (Perfect)\n\nClosed case, caught you looking both ways\nYou look like a dummy, you look like a birdbrain\nBitch you think you're funny\nPut you in a dark place\nYou talk to me funny see your body as the smoke fades\nYou're a bozo, I can tell it from your photos\nWe pump you full of holes like the ozone\nI swear I can't be hit like a high note\nAt your funeral, RIP bozo\n\nOne, two, three, four, five\nShe put my [?] on high\nLike one, two, three, four, five\n[?] back it up (Ooh, ooh)\nAnd when I pull that knife\n\nYuh, okay, o- okay\nI'm just playin' (Damn)\nI know that they wanna play me\nI ain't playing no games\nIf you can't save yourself, don't save me\nThey just know that\nAnd they think that they better than me\nThey think that they so great\nIf you hard to settle then [?] get you like a [?], yeah\n\nOoh, looks like [?] talking heat, but he a loser in real life\nSmoking on that [?], will you go if you find me\nBitch, you think I buy a\nYou were here, but you were not\nMe and 20 in the mall, if we see you, kick your bones\nBitch, your mama OnlyFans made me horny\nWhen you knoq me [?] just like sprinkle [?]\nShaved pussy got me thinking about Rias Gremory\n[?] go in her phone [?] she can't [?] Plan B\n\nPlaying [?], playing [?], all your fucking tasks\nTwenty [?]\n\nBitch gonna put this name, that's your password\nThen make fun of me\nI go to your house and plant C4 (Bomb has been planted)\nDo we got men to the ceiling\nIt's still time for you, you don't have no feeling\n\nIt's not fair, I feel like glaive\nIf you walk like acting sus\nThen you better hide your pocket\nThen I make you give me your wallet\nI'm finna take your profits\nKill you with the lights off\n'Cause I am impostor\nI vented, took your bitch again\nI was actin' very sus but she still fuck with me (Amogus)\nI was actin' very sus but she don't fuck with you\nBitches on me 'cause I am so sussy, yuh (Oh)\n\nI'm a bozo on the mic\nGoonnCity, can't get in unless you fight\nAnd we got choppas spraying and bullets let 'em fly\nWe here, there's nothing right\nBitch you know that we outside\nIf we can't take his money, bet that we gon' take his life\nYeah, we gon' do [?]\n\nTwenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\nTime to make him fear his life\nI let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice\nI left him hanging onto life\nI watched him bleed out in\nHow you say you hardly talk shit on the live?\n[?] someone's [?] body in the well\nI leave him drownin', wish him well\nHe gon' need it where he going, [direct?] hell\nTwenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\nTime to make him fear his life\nI let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice\nTwenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\nTime to make him fear his life\nI let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice (There was lice)\n\nI'm imposter like Among Us\nPussy why you acting so damn sus, sus\nHe said he in clan so I was like \"Ku Klux?\"\nI got my magic I reeze 'em like Lucas\nShe said I'm cute wanna show me her boobas\nFelt unsafe so I got me a shoota\nShe want me to sit on her gonna be a face mask\nThat pussy so short I put 'em in day care\nStop right there you cannot stand here\nWhy you venting to me?\nI'm rapping like Eminem from 8 Mile\nBitch choked on my dick like Eminem from 8 Mile (Yeah)\n\nHow you talkin' shit, you ain't notice\nThat's a lot of shit, I don't care, I'm still rolling\nStop begging for help, but I don't care what you owe him\nStop begging for help, but it lasted, what you wanted\nYeah shoutout 25, it's a mic\nIt is not a must, it's a might\nLike it's '87 get bite, woah\nI'm looking for you\nYeah, what did I do? Like I'm doxia I hop out the roof\nFuck yeah, that was chillin for me or for you\n\nWherever I am I'm taking your Glocky\nYou take this pussy, like push in and fuck off\nI got razor over my back\nWe going up the ladder [?] and that's such [?]\nShe wanna [?] on the top of the tower, now I can't, ready [?]\nTouch the money, I feel like [?]\nYou just talking shit, fuck your friends, fuck your thoughts\nAnd the thing is that I been cruisin', I really care 'bout the law\nMost of you bitches [?] some main\nCould we show his shit, well, you know that's a close case\n(Congratulations, you won!)\n\nI heard you talkin' [?] on like [?] dying\nI saw you [?] DLC\nSpin around., got [?] and shot\nSmell like cologne, you know it's Chanel\nWhy you think that this\nYeah you bozo yeah you smell\nI got my money I spend it well\nThis bad bitch gave me [?]\nAnd when I play that, hold it you little\n\nD-Don't talk too much\nGot a new [?] bitch don't touch\nBrand new [beat?] like Cap'n Crunch\nI'ma eat your legs for lunch\nBoy you sweet like fish filet\nI'm finna make you fade away\nI'm cruisin' wit yo' bae\nMight just move out to LA\nI'ma smoke\nSmoking on these pussy boys like they some fucking [?]\nAnd I'ma pop that nigga brain, turn you into Jell-O\nAnd I'm not your friend, lil' bro, I'm not your fucking fellow\nI'm bouta melt you down like you're a fucking marshmallow\n\n[?] shot\n[?] shot\nLeave your body set to rot\nYou can't afford what I bought\nYou my son, bitch I taught you\nShot you, [raided?] and I caught you\nSpit it out, I chew you\nThen I'm like \"Who are you?\"\nBitch you are a bozo, got these wrists, I'm wearing bozos\nYou were in your dad's clothes\nSee me and I fucking glow\nSee me take a photo\nMoney like the lotto\nYeah, you think you're slick, talking shit like I wouldn't know","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: bozos (feat. joey dez 33, mitsu, siouxxie, finlince!, stef, benny blasé, 5v, misaku foxx, victxrw, boofbby, afternoon, kid sora, miraie, psych, luvlxckdown, eli juggz, ovrwrld, pichu, tropes, 00matthew, comet, & lovesickxo)\n  artist: '2504'\n  album: bozos (feat. joey dez 33, mitsu, siouxxie, finlince!, stef, benny blasé, 5v, misaku foxx, victxrw, boofbby, afternoon, kid sora, miraie, psych, luvlxckdown, eli juggz, ovrwrld, pichu, tropes, 00matthew, comet & lovesickxo)\n  duration_ms: 613000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Goonn\n  It didn't work at all\n  Most of them are bozos\n  They- they knew how to manage, but they didn't know how to do anything\n  And, so, wha- if you're a great person\n  Why do you want to work in something you can't learn anything from?\n  Ooh\n\n  Don't try to ask me, it just means you don't know shit\n  Bozos made me can't breathe, fuck, you're a [?]\n  Bozo like smokin' [?] shit, you're a crackhead\n  Bozos talking shit 'bout me, you just wanna notice (Fuck)\n\n  Bitch gonna put this name, that's your password\n  They making fun of me\n  I go to their house and plant C4 (Bomb has been planted)\n  Do we got men to the ceiling\n  It's still time for you, you don't have no feeling\n\n  I don't know you, you don't know me\n  What are you supposed to be? You're weird, I don't know these\n  Killing fuckers in the highschool, so [?]\n  Killing bozos in combat, yeah, in my wall (Fatality)\n\n  (Yuh) You talkin' down on me, if you talk down again\n  2504, Joey know the name\n  Talking shit on Twitter, won't pull up, you lame\n  These lowboys ain't on shit, we are not the same\n  GoonnCity, yeah we goin' global\n  How you talkin' down on 20, bitch I'm going postal (Woah)\n  I don't even want the girl 'cause she a local yuh\n  She told me, \"Pull up, you so ugh you so noble,\" yuh\n\n  I got your bitch on me\n  She said that she [?] oh my God\n  Can't wait to [?] get to [?]\n  [?] why you lacking, you love him\n  Fucking [?] portrait\n  You're not one of us, you're on your own, if it just happened\n  I say when you [?] it's just a fight, bro\n  I'm so sorry that you couldn't walk because you fought, though\n  And I cover in my clothes\n  [?] tryna take a photo\n  Hands all in my cargo\n\n  Fuck\n  Caught your pussy ass lacking\n  Ten toes, you're the body that I'm tracking\n  God made me so I could send you back to heaven\n  Killing everyone like my name Rose Aaron\n  I got razor over [?]\n  I was calling all his main\n  I don't even know your name\n  And I'm alone in my coffin\n  Not no more\n  Hop in a shiny Benz\n  Smoking gas, you always win\n\n  Bozo bozo bozo, you don't like me\n  My life a motherfuh' movie, feel like Spike Lee\n  You [?] all these bands, that's so lightly\n  We smokin' crack, yeah, [?] nightly\n\n  I-I-I-I- I've been chasing the trail right around my bag\n  I've been at it for years, why would I go mad?\n  I've been fighting the brain,\n  Findin' something to hate, lookin' at my\n  And now they look at me and think that I'm pathetic\n  It's nothing new to me, it's just what I expected\n  I-I- I didn't bother 'cause I knew they wouldn't get it\n  If I was fake they wouldn't know that I was selling\n\n  A- All these, all these, all these noises will make me sick\n  (G- G- G- G-G-G- G-G-Goonn)\n  Oh you heard of SoFaygo before, yeah, everybody fucking did\n  Bet you want a fucking sticker, how about a round of applause?\n  I'ma smoke you down like a swisher ima hit yo bitch up raw\n  Oh my God, you goin' in for my bro Twintee my twinny twin\n  You gon' pay for all your sins\n  I'ma finish what you begin\n  Taking a crowbar to the shins, if you wanna test me you better win\n  It's GoonnCity and you can't get in\n  And you gon' pay for all your sins\n\n  Yuh, yuh, yuh\n  You took your L, now you mad\n  (I can't fall in sex for a taste)\n  And now wish you [?], as you fucking up the shit\n  I said I don't want you, so fuck the system, uh\n  I won't fuck for you, I'm not in love\n  (I can't relax, [?] miss now\n  I won't talk to em now, p-pull their face out there\n  Wish you were 2504)\n\n  Aye, I'm with Twenty, I'm with 2504\n  I'ma get this fuckin' bag on me for sho'\n  I'm with the Goons in the City, you get popped bitch\n  I would never be caught dead with a broke bitch, uh\n  I just left that bitch on read, I'm with Joey rockin' red\n  Finally just [?] red, and I'm geekin' off the meds\n  Got some likes, my bitch it's dead, I don't care about what you said\n  (I don't care what you said)\n\n  All your bullshit is too old\n  Shout out to mitsu and shoutout my bros\n  I gotta chick and we see on my clothes\n  You are the one who was talking shit for a reason I cannot disclose\n  I can't fuck with bozos\n  I [?] flash like a photo\n  Don't talk down if you can't back it up\n  'cause you're still in my shadow\n  T-Taking a flight to L.A\n  I'ma hop on the function [?]\n  But the [?] is seen around me, around me\n  You tellin' me that is your face\n  You fuckin' with me, what a shame\n  I don't care if they hate me, so hate me\n\n  Bro, what's up?\n  I'm smokin' on your pack right now and I blow\n  Tryna play me like a bozo now I'm a star, I'm goin' up\n  Got some nigga mad, they typin' it up\n  Guess I'm two-faced, that's one [?] face\n  Fuck, guys, I'm [?] base\n  I'm cleaning with this bozo's face\n  I'm [?] clippers, ain't no fade\n  I'm stuck in lockdown, in yo [?]\n  I'm gon' chase you ass all day\n  Still young, my bitches gettin' paid\n  Still young, my bitches gettin' paid (Perfect)\n\n  Closed case, caught you looking both ways\n  You look like a dummy, you look like a birdbrain\n  Bitch you think you're funny\n  Put you in a dark place\n  You talk to me funny see your body as the smoke fades\n  You're a bozo, I can tell it from your photos\n  We pump you full of holes like the ozone\n  I swear I can't be hit like a high note\n  At your funeral, RIP bozo\n\n  One, two, three, four, five\n  She put my [?] on high\n  Like one, two, three, four, five\n  [?] back it up (Ooh, ooh)\n  And when I pull that knife\n\n  Yuh, okay, o- okay\n  I'm just playin' (Damn)\n  I know that they wanna play me\n  I ain't playing no games\n  If you can't save yourself, don't save me\n  They just know that\n  And they think that they better than me\n  They think that they so great\n  If you hard to settle then [?] get you like a [?], yeah\n\n  Ooh, looks like [?] talking heat, but he a loser in real life\n  Smoking on that [?], will you go if you find me\n  Bitch, you think I buy a\n  You were here, but you were not\n  Me and 20 in the mall, if we see you, kick your bones\n  Bitch, your mama OnlyFans made me horny\n  When you knoq me [?] just like sprinkle [?]\n  Shaved pussy got me thinking about Rias Gremory\n  [?] go in her phone [?] she can't [?] Plan B\n\n  Playing [?], playing [?], all your fucking tasks\n  Twenty [?]\n\n  Bitch gonna put this name, that's your password\n  Then make fun of me\n  I go to your house and plant C4 (Bomb has been planted)\n  Do we got men to the ceiling\n  It's still time for you, you don't have no feeling\n\n  It's not fair, I feel like glaive\n  If you walk like acting sus\n  Then you better hide your pocket\n  Then I make you give me your wallet\n  I'm finna take your profits\n  Kill you with the lights off\n  'Cause I am impostor\n  I vented, took your bitch again\n  I was actin' very sus but she still fuck with me (Amogus)\n  I was actin' very sus but she don't fuck with you\n  Bitches on me 'cause I am so sussy, yuh (Oh)\n\n  I'm a bozo on the mic\n  GoonnCity, can't get in unless you fight\n  And we got choppas spraying and bullets let 'em fly\n  We here, there's nothing right\n  Bitch you know that we outside\n  If we can't take his money, bet that we gon' take his life\n  Yeah, we gon' do [?]\n\n  Twenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\n  Time to make him fear his life\n  I let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice\n  I left him hanging onto life\n  I watched him bleed out in\n  How you say you hardly talk shit on the live?\n  [?] someone's [?] body in the well\n  I leave him drownin', wish him well\n  He gon' need it where he going, [direct?] hell\n  Twenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\n  Time to make him fear his life\n  I let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice\n  Twenty hit my line, he like a bozo in my sights\n  Time to make him fear his life\n  I let a bullet scratch his head like there was lice (There was lice)\n\n  I'm imposter like Among Us\n  Pussy why you acting so damn sus, sus\n  He said he in clan so I was like \"Ku Klux?\"\n  I got my magic I reeze 'em like Lucas\n  She said I'm cute wanna show me her boobas\n  Felt unsafe so I got me a shoota\n  She want me to sit on her gonna be a face mask\n  That pussy so short I put 'em in day care\n  Stop right there you cannot stand here\n  Why you venting to me?\n  I'm rapping like Eminem from 8 Mile\n  Bitch choked on my dick like Eminem from 8 Mile (Yeah)\n\n  How you talkin' shit, you ain't notice\n  That's a lot of shit, I don't care, I'm still rolling\n  Stop begging for help, but I don't care what you owe him\n  Stop begging for help, but it lasted, what you wanted\n  Yeah shoutout 25, it's a mic\n  It is not a must, it's a might\n  Like it's '87 get bite, woah\n  I'm looking for you\n  Yeah, what did I do? Like I'm doxia I hop out the roof\n  Fuck yeah, that was chillin for me or for you\n\n  Wherever I am I'm taking your Glocky\n  You take this pussy, like push in and fuck off\n  I got razor over my back\n  We going up the ladder [?] and that's such [?]\n  She wanna [?] on the top of the tower, now I can't, ready [?]\n  Touch the money, I feel like [?]\n  You just talking shit, fuck your friends, fuck your thoughts\n  And the thing is that I been cruisin', I really care 'bout the law\n  Most of you bitches [?] some main\n  Could we show his shit, well, you know that's a close case\n  (Congratulations, you won!)\n\n  I heard you talkin' [?] on like [?] dying\n  I saw you [?] DLC\n  Spin around., got [?] and shot\n  Smell like cologne, you know it's Chanel\n  Why you think that this\n  Yeah you bozo yeah you smell\n  I got my money I spend it well\n  This bad bitch gave me [?]\n  And when I play that, hold it you little\n\n  D-Don't talk too much\n  Got a new [?] bitch don't touch\n  Brand new [beat?] like Cap'n Crunch\n  I'ma eat your legs for lunch\n  Boy you sweet like fish filet\n  I'm finna make you fade away\n  I'm cruisin' wit yo' bae\n  Might just move out to LA\n  I'ma smoke\n  Smoking on these pussy boys like they some fucking [?]\n  And I'ma pop that nigga brain, turn you into Jell-O\n  And I'm not your friend, lil' bro, I'm not your fucking fellow\n  I'm bouta melt you down like you're a fucking marshmallow\n\n  [?] shot\n  [?] shot\n  Leave your body set to rot\n  You can't afford what I bought\n  You my son, bitch I taught you\n  Shot you, [raided?] and I caught you\n  Spit it out, I chew you\n  Then I'm like \"Who are you?\"\n  Bitch you are a bozo, got these wrists, I'm wearing bozos\n  You were in your dad's clothes\n  See me and I fucking glow\n  See me take a photo\n  Money like the lotto\n  Yeah, you think you're slick, talking shit like I wouldn't know\n"}]