Brooklyn Queen – Boy Bye
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Boy Bye

These boys try to holla and I don't reply
They just don't get it and I don't know why
They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it I just tell em', Boy Bye [Boy Bye]

Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits [Boy bye
How come you don't get it, get it, get it [Boy bye
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin [Boy bye
All my girls holla if he hit me [Boy bye
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits [Boy bye
How come you don't get it, get it, get it [Boy bye
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin [Boy bye
All my girls holla if he hit me [Boy bye]

These boys try to holla and I don't reply
They just don't gеt it and I don't know why

Focused on my future boy ain't no future in you and mе
I ain't got no time for you, cause i'm to busy doin' me
I stay, lit with my girls
Running the world, boy you really need to stop
Really don't need you stressing me out cause boy i'm headed to the top
I stay on my grind [stay on my grind
I gotta shine [I gotta shine
Ain't wastin' no time [ain't wastin' no time
You ain't on my mind, no
Stay on my grind [stay on my grind
I gotta shine [I gotta shine
Ain't wastin' no time [ain't wastin' no time
You ain't on my mind, no

These boys try to holla and I don't reply
They just don't get it and I don't know why
They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it I just tell em', Boy Bye [Boy Bye]

Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits [Boy bye
How come you don't get it, get it, get it [Boy bye
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin [Boy bye
All my girls holla if he hit me [Boy bye
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits [Boy bye
How come you don't get it, get it, get it [Boy bye
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin [Boy bye
All my girls holla if he hit me

They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it I just tell em'

Brooklyn Queen I wear the crown
I got a lot of dreams, i'm tryna reach em' right now
Always on the go, boy I can't let you slow me down
I do this for my people, yea my family and my town
I see right through ya games, my mama didn't raise no clown

I gotta shine [I gotta shine
Ain't wastin' no time [ain't wastin' no time
You ain't on my mind, no
Stay on my grind [stay on my grind
I gotta shine [I gotta shine
Ain't wastin' no time [ain't wastin' no time
You ain't on my mind, no

These boys try to holla and I don't reply
They just don't get it and I don't know why
They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it I just tell em', Boy Bye [Boy Bye]

Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits [Boy bye
How come you don't get it, get it, get it [Boy bye
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin [Boy bye
All my girls holla if he hit me [Boy bye
Boy you don't need my digits, digits, digits [Boy bye
How come you don't get it, get it, get it [Boy bye
Boy you really trippin', trippin', trippin [Boy bye
All my girls holla if he hit me [Boy]

They need to let it go but they always gotta try
And every time they do it I just tell em', Boy Bye

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