Boyfriend Lyrics

They call me Cocaine Kobe

Dope nigga in a bag by the O-Z

Get the dick then

He's addicted

That explains why your nigga say he knows me

'Cause he call me after a long day

Slide on your nigga in broad day

Play in it like it's Broadway

'Cause you know niggas fuck with me the long way

He like fuck it

He want to touch it

Pull a nut out like it's nothin'

Anybody get to discussing

Then he airing out the function

What type of shit he be on

What time he said he was home

Won't let you look at his phone

'Cause I got the keys and the codes

That's your boyfriend (that nigga just texted me)

That ain't your boyfriend (this nigga so messy)

Oh, that's your boyfriend (why you trying to press me)

That's disappointing

Oh, that's your boyfriend

That's your boyfriend (you was trying to get his phone)

That ain't your boyfriend (then you was trying to get the code)

Oh, that's your boyfriend (what type of shit he on)

That's disappointing

Oh, that's your boyfriend

He sent the text

Said he want sex

Then sent the Uber down Malcolm X

When I pulled up

He buzzed me up

I smelled the Hennessy on his breath

You was on FaceTime

I came through the door

He didn't waste time

To taste mine

Saying he love you and stay lying

You got the title but stay crying

I get the nut and the cut and the butt

And you stay whining

My sex is whenever

I'm with whatever

Yeah you a-ight, I'm that much better

Despise me

It surprise me

You want to size me

You can try me

Despise me

It surprise me

'Cause your beside yourself

Over the side piece

That's your boyfriend (that nigga just texted me)

That ain't your boyfriend (this nigga so messy)

Oh, that's your boyfriend (why you trying to press me)

That's disappointing

Oh, that's your boyfriend

That's your boyfriend (you was trying to get his phone)

That ain't your boyfriend (then you was trying to get the code)

Oh, that's your boyfriend (what type of shit he on)

That's disappointing

Oh, that's your boyfriend

Bitches be down bad after finding out the truth

If you want the smoke, then I'm airing out the room

There I was popping bottles in the section

You tried to pull me to the side for a question

Don't you know a nigga slide with aggression

Bitch I'll meet you outside with the weapons

First I'mma bring my boys in

Then I'mma bring my toys in

See I can get your boys hit

I ain't nothing really to be toyed with

What type of shit he be on

What time he said he was home

Won't let you look at his phone

One false move and you gone

That ain't your boyfriend

That's your boyfriend (that nigga just texted me)

That ain't your boyfriend (this nigga so messy)

Oh, that's your boyfriend (why you trying to press me)

That's disappointing

Oh, that's your boyfriend

That's your boyfriend (you was trying to get his phone)

That ain't your boyfriend (then you was trying to get the code)

Oh, that's your boyfriend (what type of shit he on)

That's disappointing

Oh, that's your boyfriend

That's your boyfriend (that nigga just texted me)

That's your (this nigga so messy)

That's your boyfriend (why you trying to press me)

That's your boyfriend (you was trying to get his phone)

Then you was trying to get the code

What type of shit he on