Boom

歌詞

(12Hunna on the beat) (Goddamn, BJ with another one), uh We do some expensive stunting, uh I got this drip from London, uh You'd think he play in the post from the way that he come off the hip or something, uh Empty a clip or somethin' FN make him trip from runnin' I'm speeding, my engine hummin' We ain't totin' these blicks for nothin' Come through and slam on a nigga like Drummond I'm with the cappers, you know how we bomin' Not from Atlanta, I'm talking 'bout losing your top, I done seen all them demons get summoned Come from the bottom, so I gotta reach to the top, now I need sixty-five for a frontend Now that Louis bag filled up with hundreds I was so broke, man, that shit was disgusting Like, boom We make it hot like it's June Turn his white tee to maroon We put him up like a hot-air balloon Now they claimin' he left too soon Like move Bitch, you ain't leaving with me, I don't know why that's what you assume Like cool Deep in that struggle for real, I ain't never had no silver spoon Runnin' the city, might need me a statue or somethin' Like watch out for Cap, 'cause he coming We with the shits and a tool what I pack like I'm plumbin' Send a hit just from tappin' a button They wanna know why a young nigga flexing so hard How he run up that sack all the sudden? I'm off a pill, I won't cut her no slack when we fuckin' Put dick in the back of her stomach Now, go, rounds blow Man down, woah Blow out his mind, gross Uh, and them hitters come out at the nighttime They pop out the cut at the right time Them shells jumpin' out of that pipe flyin' End of the tunnel, he gon' see that light shine Like, boom We make it hot like it's June Turn his white tee to maroon We put him up like a hot-air balloon Now they claimin' he left too soon Like move Bitch, you ain't leaving with me, I don't know why that's what you assume Like cool Deep in that struggle for real, I ain't never had no silver spoon, uh