🎵 Boca* // by Matt Sturniolo

11 ContributorsBoca* Lyrics Lyrics From Snippet [Chorus: Matt] Just to fix your swag, I'ma need a diploma Getting sick to your stomach, need to put down the soda I'll switch the language so you get it, gotta shut your boca Ask me if I love the kid, I hardly know her [Verse 1: Chris] Open your boca, put it on my balls, bitch Shopping sprees at the mall, bitch Stand on my money, I'm tall, bitch Diss me, then we gonna brawl, bitch Matt, you a pussy ass ho Get to the money then I'm out the door Like I'm Flo Rida, everybody get low (Low, low, low) Like I'm Lamar, I'm stuck in my glow Balenciaga boots but I'm not in the snow All around the world and I'm selling out shows Touch down in Boston, link up with Nate Doe Bitch, you're not my friend, you just a foe (Foe, foe, foe) [Verse 2: Matt] That shopping spree was a leap You must've forgot you cheap Out of all of us, you the black sheep Stop talking 'bout that Jeep Onе bar took a hunnid years, bro got me falling asleep Hear thе shit you weep, the climb to me is steep Like I said, stop talking 'bout that Jeep You ain't never gettin' that Trackhawk So chill out with me with all that back talk You a little pup, I'm an attack dog You act hard but you're mad soft Don't make me take that mask off [Chorus: Matt] Just to fix your swag, I'ma need a diploma Getting s—