"Bazooka (Sequel)" lyrics
[Bazooka]
Rest in peace, my granny, she got hit by a bazooka
Kaboom, kablow, kaboom
Rest in peace, my granny, she got hit by a bazooka
Yeah, I think about her every time I hit the hookah
Kaboom, kablow, kaboom
I was in my room tryna teach my little sister
Then I heard a boom, and it sounded like a missile
Who that is? What that was?
Oh, that granny, oh, she done
[Sequel]
Yeah (Spacey made this)
How do I feel 'bout it? (Woah)
I don't got no motherfucking feelings to feel 'bout it (Woah)
Yeah, rest in peace to Granny, what'd you get out it? (Woah)
Mm, mm, mm
Yeah, they told me to slide for her, yeah, in this big-body (Woah)
Yeah, I hit the curb, vision blurry, hypnotic (Woah)
I posted this shit, and it blew, they said, "He got it" (Woah)
And they hit my granny for a reason (Woah)
Slide on they block, give 'em beatin' (Woah)
Missiles and hella chops on the weekend (Woah)
Thanksgiving, have a feast, yeah, we eatin' (Woah)
I don't fuck with you niggas, you heathens
I got all of the heat, who you seekin'? (Woah)
Better watch your back, long as I'm breathin' (Woah)
It could be a hundred years, I'm still grievin'
Yeah, they hit my granny with a 'zoo, 'zoo
Running fast like you're Zeus, ooh
Ain't no time to react, she through, ooh
The life insurance that she had bought a new coupe
I'm just now gettin' in my bag, this shit beaucoup (Yeah)
How you stare at that lil' ho, this ain't Hulu
Yeah, I see all the fake shit he do, uh oh
Yeah
How do I feel 'bout it? (Woah)
I don't got no motherfucking feelings to feel 'bout it (Woah)
Yeah, rest in peace to Granny, what'd you get out it? (Woah)
Mm, mm, mm
Yeah, they told me to slide for her, yeah, in this big-body (Woah)
Yeah, I hit the curb, vision blurry, hypnotic (Woah)
I posted this shit, and it blew, they said, "He got it" (Woah)
And they hit my granny for a reason (Woah)
Slide on they block, give 'em beatin' (Woah)
Missiles and hella chops on the weekend (Woah)
Thanksgiving, have a feast, yeah, we eatin' (Woah)
I don't fuck with you niggas, you heathens
I got all of the heat, who you seekin'? (Woah)
Better watch your back, long as I'm breathin' (Woah)
It could be a hundred years, I'm still grievin'
Woah
Oh-woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Oh no
Oh no
Rest in peace, my granny, she got hit by a bazooka
Kaboom, kablow, kaboom
Rest in peace, my granny, she got hit by a bazooka
Yeah, I think about her every time I hit the hookah
Kaboom, kablow, kaboom
I was in my room tryna teach my little sister
Then I heard a boom, and it sounded like a missile
Who that is? What that was?
Oh, that granny, oh, she done
[Sequel]
Yeah (Spacey made this)
How do I feel 'bout it? (Woah)
I don't got no motherfucking feelings to feel 'bout it (Woah)
Yeah, rest in peace to Granny, what'd you get out it? (Woah)
Mm, mm, mm
Yeah, they told me to slide for her, yeah, in this big-body (Woah)
Yeah, I hit the curb, vision blurry, hypnotic (Woah)
I posted this shit, and it blew, they said, "He got it" (Woah)
And they hit my granny for a reason (Woah)
Slide on they block, give 'em beatin' (Woah)
Missiles and hella chops on the weekend (Woah)
Thanksgiving, have a feast, yeah, we eatin' (Woah)
I don't fuck with you niggas, you heathens
I got all of the heat, who you seekin'? (Woah)
Better watch your back, long as I'm breathin' (Woah)
It could be a hundred years, I'm still grievin'
Yeah, they hit my granny with a 'zoo, 'zoo
Running fast like you're Zeus, ooh
Ain't no time to react, she through, ooh
The life insurance that she had bought a new coupe
I'm just now gettin' in my bag, this shit beaucoup (Yeah)
How you stare at that lil' ho, this ain't Hulu
Yeah, I see all the fake shit he do, uh oh
Yeah
How do I feel 'bout it? (Woah)
I don't got no motherfucking feelings to feel 'bout it (Woah)
Yeah, rest in peace to Granny, what'd you get out it? (Woah)
Mm, mm, mm
Yeah, they told me to slide for her, yeah, in this big-body (Woah)
Yeah, I hit the curb, vision blurry, hypnotic (Woah)
I posted this shit, and it blew, they said, "He got it" (Woah)
And they hit my granny for a reason (Woah)
Slide on they block, give 'em beatin' (Woah)
Missiles and hella chops on the weekend (Woah)
Thanksgiving, have a feast, yeah, we eatin' (Woah)
I don't fuck with you niggas, you heathens
I got all of the heat, who you seekin'? (Woah)
Better watch your back, long as I'm breathin' (Woah)
It could be a hundred years, I'm still grievin'
Woah
Oh-woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Oh no
Oh no
