Bom bom bom bom Oh, bom bom bom boop Hey, bom bom bom bom Al-right, here we go
Yo, one, two check like a mark I'm here Niggas get cozy, its gon' be a long year I'm not by myself so don't try that from the rear I got dizzy runnin' with me, I'd advise you be aware
Uh, mindset racing, I got a duffle bag Try to snatch it, turn your face into a punchin' bag The ladies love the tats, want to lick 'em front to back Fuck her once she sneakin' out and I don't think she comin' back
Nah, and I don't think she's coming back neither So you should quit callin' and textin' and take a breather She only fuck with you cause your face got in her beaver Now she moved on, I know you seen the logo on her t-shirt
Uh, high life I'm blowin' ghosts on a lonely road Dummy flow, steve harvey said I was romeo You chasing women, I'm chasing what god only knows If you dont think we rock the show, Then what the fuck you comin' for?
Now tell me that, huh, why you on that bullshit? You'll get screwed like a driver, get your tool kit I'm schooling niggas and I'm handing out the rubric You talkin' like you got it but you haven't even proved shit
Boy you ain't never moved shit, you don't move bricks Still livin' wit' your grand-mama and your two kids You a broke confused kid, I'm legendary Never secondary, I grind whenever its necessary
Man I unnecessarily talk shit to talk it The rap like tv or down deposit On some different shit and ? I'm fucking awkward I'm in your bathroom shittin' on your granite faucet
Your shit is awful boy don't try to get in touch with me Nasty flow, I two girls, one cup the beat Smoking weed, getting high with a couple freaks That love the d, especially, Cause can't nobody can fuck with me
Now that's a common-ality we both share I'm 'bout to take flight just lookin' for a low fare A few resist the urge to look, but most stare You ain't never ball, just your bitch got no hair
You got it baldy, being barry bond in your fuckin' noggin' Top ramen watch pussy got nothing in common Boy stop it, I get it poppin', I been a problem You been a weirdo, you probably hang out with dennis rodman
Your sittin' court-side, gettin' your hair-doo died Your mama must regret not gettin' her fuckin' tubes tied In a double-knot to preventing the fuckin' shame Of having a grown man without an asset to his name
Uh, your rap career ain't no realer then a monkey turtle I smoke too much, I'm always in a funky circle I got the purple, you fuckers are too commercial My lyrics deliver murder, we do this shit, no rehearsal
Man practice, what the fuck is practice? a.I I'm insect repellent to those claimin' they stay fly Dizzy taught me how to cook, now I bake pies Stupid ass swag, like I got my fuckin' brain fried
I swear my dick long like a giraffe neck Baby wanna try, and say she havin' bad sex I wake up, swag out, and then I cash checks This rapper money got me wantin' to enter a math tech
You get your work check, cash it, and break down to ones Then pour 'em on male strippers when you need some fun I earn a cheque then deposit it into my savings fund Re-up on tree when I'm on e and slide my mom a couple bucks
Moms comfy, now find dudley I think I'm the bomb, because I keep the bomb on me Bomb dot com, slash con, diggity simmons, kennedy don Yg, with these ratchets, Who be fuckin' around with my time, uh
Eh, one more time (uh), last one for the homies (uh) *gibberish* That means I'm gettin' busy like I got no common shit I'm high wit dizzy, gettin dizzy, faded off a couple hits
We on the come up quick, funk volume runnin' shit Breeze got me sippin' slow and haters y'all can suck a dick I'm dizzy wright and I'm faded in on some other shit Swizzzle told me ain't nobody could fuck wit this
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