Boomin
Young boss nigga and you know it
I be running up a check like Nike
I be rockin' that Gucci mane, got me feeling like Wop
Yeah nigga really so icy
Got a chopstick in the glizzy
Got a whole drum in the draco
I don't go to no gym, I don't do no work
I was bored, young nigga move weight though
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
[Verse 1: Bandhunta Izzy]
Really so icy like Brick Squad
Got double-G from my head to my feet
Hit up your girl when my dick hard
Price on my closet will cost you a key
I really be flexing, they love it
Boy I'm a boss, you a puppet
We really was killing the trap
Double the work when I cut it
Shine so hard make the sun mad
Price too high, I don't want that
Fuck around, make a nigga front that
Change up my number, ain't gettin' shit back
He was talking too crazy so fuck that
Ran off on him now he hurtin'
Cut up that dope like a surgeon
Fiend caught snitching so I had to get him out of there
Made it too strong on purpose
Look at me flexing, you cost me a lot, boy I'm telling you
Get you some guap what you better do
All of this trapping we doing it really be crazy
We lucky we don't make it federal
Do the race on 'em, Tay-K
Banana clip on my AK
Shoot up shit like I'm AZae
First of the month, payday
Young boss nigga and you know it
I be running up a check like Nike
I be rockin' that Gucci mane, got me feeling like Wop
Yeah nigga really so icy
Got a chopstick in the glizzy
Got a whole drum in the draco
I don't go to no gym, I don't do no work
I was bored, young nigga move weight though
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Playing with the blocks, Legos
Play with a Glock, better lay low
Got a couple shooters on payroll
And they do whatever I say so
My milf bitch thick like J-Lo
Knock a nigga out, KO
I'm hood rich, shopping in Rodeo
Still put a whole in a nigga's bagel
I'm gettin', I'm gettin' the bag
I'm fucking your bitch, got you mad
Bend her over, three point stance
Old dead mans bust out my pants
Michael Jackson, I'm bad
Four-five, Jordan, I'm back
Yeah bitch I ball to the max
Shoppin' at Saks, got it all off a sack
Young rich nigga, you know it
Flex on a nigga like Floyd
It's not a car, it's a toy
I been a man, you a boy
Bitch nigga should've been aborted
I do it big like the Taurus
Show you a lot like a tourist
Let the chopper kick, Chuck Norris
Young boss nigga and you know it
I be running up a check like Nike
I be rockin' that Gucci mane, got me feeling like Wop
Yeah nigga really so icy
Got a chopstick in the glizzy
Got a whole drum in the draco
I don't go to no gym, I don't do no work
I was bored, young nigga move weight though
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
I be running up a check like Nike
I be rockin' that Gucci mane, got me feeling like Wop
Yeah nigga really so icy
Got a chopstick in the glizzy
Got a whole drum in the draco
I don't go to no gym, I don't do no work
I was bored, young nigga move weight though
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
[Verse 1: Bandhunta Izzy]
Really so icy like Brick Squad
Got double-G from my head to my feet
Hit up your girl when my dick hard
Price on my closet will cost you a key
I really be flexing, they love it
Boy I'm a boss, you a puppet
We really was killing the trap
Double the work when I cut it
Shine so hard make the sun mad
Price too high, I don't want that
Fuck around, make a nigga front that
Change up my number, ain't gettin' shit back
He was talking too crazy so fuck that
Ran off on him now he hurtin'
Cut up that dope like a surgeon
Fiend caught snitching so I had to get him out of there
Made it too strong on purpose
Look at me flexing, you cost me a lot, boy I'm telling you
Get you some guap what you better do
All of this trapping we doing it really be crazy
We lucky we don't make it federal
Do the race on 'em, Tay-K
Banana clip on my AK
Shoot up shit like I'm AZae
First of the month, payday
Young boss nigga and you know it
I be running up a check like Nike
I be rockin' that Gucci mane, got me feeling like Wop
Yeah nigga really so icy
Got a chopstick in the glizzy
Got a whole drum in the draco
I don't go to no gym, I don't do no work
I was bored, young nigga move weight though
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Playing with the blocks, Legos
Play with a Glock, better lay low
Got a couple shooters on payroll
And they do whatever I say so
My milf bitch thick like J-Lo
Knock a nigga out, KO
I'm hood rich, shopping in Rodeo
Still put a whole in a nigga's bagel
I'm gettin', I'm gettin' the bag
I'm fucking your bitch, got you mad
Bend her over, three point stance
Old dead mans bust out my pants
Michael Jackson, I'm bad
Four-five, Jordan, I'm back
Yeah bitch I ball to the max
Shoppin' at Saks, got it all off a sack
Young rich nigga, you know it
Flex on a nigga like Floyd
It's not a car, it's a toy
I been a man, you a boy
Bitch nigga should've been aborted
I do it big like the Taurus
Show you a lot like a tourist
Let the chopper kick, Chuck Norris
Young boss nigga and you know it
I be running up a check like Nike
I be rockin' that Gucci mane, got me feeling like Wop
Yeah nigga really so icy
Got a chopstick in the glizzy
Got a whole drum in the draco
I don't go to no gym, I don't do no work
I was bored, young nigga move weight though
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Trap house boomin' like Metro
No ref but I stay with a TEC though
I done did a lot of dirt in my life already
I don't know what I keep getting blessed for
Credits
Writer(s): Markeyvuis Cathey, Scott Jung, Israel James
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