Kaliii – BOZO Lyrics

Kaliii

Last night me and that nigga broke up
Fuck him
On my side, man, that nigga fucked up
On God
That nigga striked out, he done played again
Dummy
Caught him with a ho in her baby ass Benz
Ugh
I ain’t know you like fuckin’ broke hoes
What the fuck?
Bad lace got you in a choke hold?
Hell nah
Come to me as a woman is a no no
A no no
‘Cause who the fuck want smoke ’bout a bozo?
Stupid bitch

Bitch, you think you’re better than me?
What’s up?
Bitch, I know you don’t get wetter than me
Nah
That nigga just another letter to me
Ex
Pretty face, give a fuck if she thicker than me

Ain’t no love for no thot
Nah
Pockets hit or not
Yeah
He can keep the bitch ’cause I’m everything she not
On God
He somewhere in his feelings and I’m somewhere on a yacht
Aww
‘Cause bad bitches never cry over cock
Yeah

Love
Fuck that
Uh-huh
Ain’t no more love for a ho
Mmm-mmm
Guarantee that nigga double back
What?
His homeboy the one I should have chose
That’s right
Love
Hell nah
Mmm-mmm
Trick a nigga down to his draws
My bad
Nigga left like thirty missed calls
Can’t see a ho nigga, Ray Charles
Can’t see him

He think he so P but he boo boo
I can make a player nigga boo hoo
He obsessed, got him stalking my YouTube
Cut the flex on the ‘Gram, I know the real you
Ho
Yeah, facts, he attached
One fuck up, can’t get me back
Nah
Let him run his mouth ’bout this and that
I’d be mad too, I couldn’t hit this cat
Oh, you mad I’m outside with the ballers?
Huh?
Scamming hood niggas with them commas
Okay
He got a stick in the back, what’s the problem?
I ain’t got kids, no baby mama drama

‘Cause ain’t no love for no thot
Nah
Pockets hit or not
Yeah
He can keep the bitch ’cause I’m everything she not
On God
He somewhere in his feelings and I’m somewhere on a yacht
Aww
‘Cause bad bitches never cry over cock
Yeah

Love
Fuck that
Uh-huh
Ain’t no more love for a ho
Mmm-mmm
Guarantee that nigga double back
What?
His homeboy the one I should have chose
That’s right
Love
Hell nah
Mmm-mmm
Trick a nigga down to his draws
My bad
Nigga left like thirty missed calls
Can’t see a ho nigga, Ray Charles
Can’t see him

Love
Fuck that
Uh-huh
Ain’t no more love for a ho
Mmm-mmm
Guarantee that nigga double back
What?
His homeboy the one I should have chose
That’s right
Love
Hell nah
Mmm-mmm
Trick a nigga down to his draws
My bad
Nigga left like thirty missed calls
Can’t see a ho nigga, Ray Charles
Can’t see him