"Boom" lyrics
Ahhhh Hahaha
I-I'm finna say I typed some fucked up shit
What it say' yeah
This ho don't be talkin bout nun, so I still
Be fuckin on my ex
Call Lil Tony Robert Kell' he piss on niggas
With that tec
Leave a opp block' doggy style, I send
That mess you will get stretched (Roc that shit the fuck out, Hari)
One day, you will get met
All that shit sweet they said came out yo mouth
Gon have regrets
This lil ho ain't know T-key a dawg, still turnt her to my pet
We both playin games, like we tryna fuck lil ho'
Just give the sex (just give that neck)
Playin wit pape' I can't do that, boy I need
All that shit
Shoot down on his ass with gen 5, I take all his shit
(I need all that shit) Oh, lil buddy got hit, we see it
Now
How the hell you go for that shit? (how the hell you go for that shit) PCF, Ima blow for this shit
Gone die in the street, out here loafin and shit
Probably somewhere in the backstreet, loading the net
I was like hell in high school, how the hell did you do it? I loaded a brick
I was off good in rice street, they ain't fuck with me & tried, ain't do shit
Opp ass nigga don't like me, y'all pussy ass niggas ain't on shit
If it ain't rap, back to a all black hoodie, black jeans and some all black kicks
We got motion, we workin the stick
I rap what I'm living, I'm forever legit
Shawty ran through, slapped his ass with the fire
And lil buddy got popped, it's okay, cause he lived
I'm finna go up, feel that shit in my rib
Can't forget bout lil bruh, can't wait till I see em
Glock pop, loaded up ready to meet him
Burr' Bark, Golden retriever
My ass got pencil in the stu, tryna see if my led work
Tryna make something shake, Make a head hurt
When I jumped in this shit I went head first
Fore' I leave out the spot get my led first
Fresh as fuck, so I can't get my shoes dirty
I'm up late, working hard, its like 2:30
Type of shit that we doin is newsworthy
I can't cuff you lil baby, it's 2 seconds
I'm just tryna ball like Joe Budden, and its cool if you
Don't like me, just know yo hoe love me
And its cool if you don't like it dawg, just know yo ho fucking, I had grilled her shit, she said that you was a easy bake oven
I don't even need to be fucking touching you
Boy what the fuck is you talking about?
Solider, promise how young nigga rock out buses
I'm moving foreign, y'all niggas on buses
I got some money, now I'm getting hoes
How the fuck do a young nigga move like a thousand pounds, that's more shit than he weigh
Young nigga ass, run up, we gon' gun em down
Catch one shot to the face
I-I'm finna say I typed some fucked up shit
What it say' yeah
This ho dont be talkin bout nun, so I be
Be fuckin on my ex
Call Lil Tony Robert Kell' he piss on niggas
With that tec
Leave a opp block' doggy style, I send
That mess you will get stretched (for real)
(Roc that shit the fuck out, Hari)
One day, you will get met (okay, for real)
All that shit sweet they said came out yo mouth
Gon have regrets
This lil ho ain't know T-key a dawg, still turnt her to my pet
We both playin games, like we tryna fuck lil ho'
Just give the sex (just give the sex bitch)
These niggas playin wit pape' I can't do that, I need
All that shit boy (I need all that shit)
Shoot down on his ass with gen 5, I take all his shit
(I need all that shit) Oh, lil buddy got hit, we see it
Now
How the hell you go for that shit? (how the hell you go for that shit) PCF, Ima blow for that shit
Gone die in the street, out here loafin and shit
Probably somewhere in the backstreet, loading the net
Grrah grahh boom
Fuck nigga, bitch ass fuck nigga
Yea yea
Ahhhhh
Go nigga, fore' a nigga get on a nigga ass, hit his shit
(Let that shit go)
If a nigga ass play, Ima get his ass (hit his ass)
I-I'm finna say I typed some fucked up shit
What it say' yeah
This ho don't be talkin bout nun, so I still
Be fuckin on my ex
Call Lil Tony Robert Kell' he piss on niggas
With that tec
Leave a opp block' doggy style, I send
That mess you will get stretched (Roc that shit the fuck out, Hari)
One day, you will get met
All that shit sweet they said came out yo mouth
Gon have regrets
This lil ho ain't know T-key a dawg, still turnt her to my pet
We both playin games, like we tryna fuck lil ho'
Just give the sex (just give that neck)
Playin wit pape' I can't do that, boy I need
All that shit
Shoot down on his ass with gen 5, I take all his shit
(I need all that shit) Oh, lil buddy got hit, we see it
Now
How the hell you go for that shit? (how the hell you go for that shit) PCF, Ima blow for this shit
Gone die in the street, out here loafin and shit
Probably somewhere in the backstreet, loading the net
I was like hell in high school, how the hell did you do it? I loaded a brick
I was off good in rice street, they ain't fuck with me & tried, ain't do shit
Opp ass nigga don't like me, y'all pussy ass niggas ain't on shit
If it ain't rap, back to a all black hoodie, black jeans and some all black kicks
We got motion, we workin the stick
I rap what I'm living, I'm forever legit
Shawty ran through, slapped his ass with the fire
And lil buddy got popped, it's okay, cause he lived
I'm finna go up, feel that shit in my rib
Can't forget bout lil bruh, can't wait till I see em
Glock pop, loaded up ready to meet him
Burr' Bark, Golden retriever
My ass got pencil in the stu, tryna see if my led work
Tryna make something shake, Make a head hurt
When I jumped in this shit I went head first
Fore' I leave out the spot get my led first
Fresh as fuck, so I can't get my shoes dirty
I'm up late, working hard, its like 2:30
Type of shit that we doin is newsworthy
I can't cuff you lil baby, it's 2 seconds
I'm just tryna ball like Joe Budden, and its cool if you
Don't like me, just know yo hoe love me
And its cool if you don't like it dawg, just know yo ho fucking, I had grilled her shit, she said that you was a easy bake oven
I don't even need to be fucking touching you
Boy what the fuck is you talking about?
Solider, promise how young nigga rock out buses
I'm moving foreign, y'all niggas on buses
I got some money, now I'm getting hoes
How the fuck do a young nigga move like a thousand pounds, that's more shit than he weigh
Young nigga ass, run up, we gon' gun em down
Catch one shot to the face
I-I'm finna say I typed some fucked up shit
What it say' yeah
This ho dont be talkin bout nun, so I be
Be fuckin on my ex
Call Lil Tony Robert Kell' he piss on niggas
With that tec
Leave a opp block' doggy style, I send
That mess you will get stretched (for real)
(Roc that shit the fuck out, Hari)
One day, you will get met (okay, for real)
All that shit sweet they said came out yo mouth
Gon have regrets
This lil ho ain't know T-key a dawg, still turnt her to my pet
We both playin games, like we tryna fuck lil ho'
Just give the sex (just give the sex bitch)
These niggas playin wit pape' I can't do that, I need
All that shit boy (I need all that shit)
Shoot down on his ass with gen 5, I take all his shit
(I need all that shit) Oh, lil buddy got hit, we see it
Now
How the hell you go for that shit? (how the hell you go for that shit) PCF, Ima blow for that shit
Gone die in the street, out here loafin and shit
Probably somewhere in the backstreet, loading the net
Grrah grahh boom
Fuck nigga, bitch ass fuck nigga
Yea yea
Ahhhhh
Go nigga, fore' a nigga get on a nigga ass, hit his shit
(Let that shit go)
If a nigga ass play, Ima get his ass (hit his ass)
