Video Snake de Boococky 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Boococky - Snake Lyrics

Who the fuck you think you are?
Mother fuckers tryna bash me all the while
Everybody giving cash to me oh my god
All the money going back to me he's a fraud
Oh my god shut up you sensitive little bitches
I'm hit you some business
I cannot be the only one who's ever had opinions
God dammit Imma love it when you fuckers see me finish
To plan this type of shit I kinda feel like I'm a genius
You see this. believe this. bitch I'm a fucking leader
You try to call me out and Imma hunt you like a cheetah
I beat it. admit it. you've been fucking defeated
You try to call me out and
Now you're mother fucking bleeding
I'm a heathen, bitch now you're wheeping
Forever sleeping, bitch I'm your demon

Who the fuck you think you are? x4 huh?

Who the fuck you think you are?
Little hoe ass hating with your keyboard
While you go at me with your big goal
I be so angry with you people
Your love got you fucked up
Your face kinda fucked up
Take your body and I fuck up, fuck up
Shut up. and I murder on the beat huh?
So who you wanna beef huh? become
Haters in the spotlight
This a lost fight
I'm the guy that you wanted in the ring right?
Now your looking round like a fucking ring light?
This a fucking demolition not a big fight
Whoa
You tryna expose me?
Little fucking bitch acting like the police
Now you begging for forgiveness saying please
While I'm dunking on your face bitch no threes
Boy please don't act like you know me
Try to kill me and you act like you own me
Fucking failed now you act like a homie
Saying sorry but you act like a phoney
Bitch. so how you any different?
Getting real fucking tired of the bickering
Crying fake tears everybody snickering
Put a hula hoop around you that's a dick ring

Who the fuck you think you are? x4 huh?

Who the fuck you think you are?
Gunna fucking snap
All the wack facts in my cap take it fucking back
Going black nah brah nah I cannot do that
I've been back stabbed, yacked at, haters like who that?
I'm a mad man. you looking mad fam
Was it bad sad when I talked shit about your main mans
Gotcha crying like I'm rain man
Main money for the main man, that's a win win
Where do I begin though?
Do I start with the fingirling binge hoes
Should I start with the dumb ass bimbos
Fuck'em all Imma hit'em with a big blow
Big show. they know
Who the king around here boy I got opinions
Can't believe I said it now they can't believe I did it
Voice be like a sedative and now you hit the pillow
How could I be negative when all I do is winning

Call me snake and I'll bite your head off
like it's fucking nothing
All the fakes in their mother fucking packs
can fucking suck it
Lyrics for the pussies
yelling through their fucking keyboards
But fear this, ya lucky I held back
cause next time I'll kill you with no fucking remorse