Boom Bite
Hit 'em with that boom bite
I spied gauge your eyes
Satan will judge as you die
Super sonic extradite
Hit 'em with that boom bite
Super sonic extradite
Super sonic extradite
Eeny meany all mine
If he hollers pillow fight
Get the rope make it tight
It's the lord of the flies
And I swear to you
Jesus Christ
That's what you'll
Moan to me every night
I ain't
I ain't
I ain't
I ain't
I ain't playing with you punk ass biiiiitch
And I dunno who
The fuck that you
Think you're fucking with
I will pull up to
Where you live
And empty the clip
Into your fucking head
One rat two rat
Three rat four
See how they run
When I'm knocking
At their door
Five and six and seven
Now eight
Blinding 'em as
I lay 'em straight
Dark angel got me feeling holy
But there ain't
No one touching on me
I got that fresh fresh
My own sound
I ain't like ain't like nobody
What bitch
Is harder than me
In my city
Better yet
Who's harder than me
In my country
Okay maybe Backxwash
She rapping her ass off
Got something to prove
Not gonna lose
I ain't fucking but hats off
Got them straight bitches
Acting bicurious
Got these stupid men
Simpin and delirious
I'm done with these
People get out my steeple
I'm 5'3 but look up
And hats off period
I just really can't tell
If they serious
Life's been feeling like a joke
I let out a witchy cackle
While I give your
Head a crackle and
Hit 'em with that boom bite
I spied gauge your eyes
Satan will judge as you die
Super sonic extradite
Hit 'em with that boom bite
Super sonic extradite
Super sonic extradite
I spied gauge your eyes
Satan will judge as you die
Super sonic extradite
Hit 'em with that boom bite
Super sonic extradite
Super sonic extradite
Eeny meany all mine
If he hollers pillow fight
Get the rope make it tight
It's the lord of the flies
And I swear to you
Jesus Christ
That's what you'll
Moan to me every night
I ain't
I ain't
I ain't
I ain't
I ain't playing with you punk ass biiiiitch
And I dunno who
The fuck that you
Think you're fucking with
I will pull up to
Where you live
And empty the clip
Into your fucking head
One rat two rat
Three rat four
See how they run
When I'm knocking
At their door
Five and six and seven
Now eight
Blinding 'em as
I lay 'em straight
Dark angel got me feeling holy
But there ain't
No one touching on me
I got that fresh fresh
My own sound
I ain't like ain't like nobody
What bitch
Is harder than me
In my city
Better yet
Who's harder than me
In my country
Okay maybe Backxwash
She rapping her ass off
Got something to prove
Not gonna lose
I ain't fucking but hats off
Got them straight bitches
Acting bicurious
Got these stupid men
Simpin and delirious
I'm done with these
People get out my steeple
I'm 5'3 but look up
And hats off period
I just really can't tell
If they serious
Life's been feeling like a joke
I let out a witchy cackle
While I give your
Head a crackle and
Hit 'em with that boom bite
I spied gauge your eyes
Satan will judge as you die
Super sonic extradite
Hit 'em with that boom bite
Super sonic extradite
Super sonic extradite
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Writer(s): Kaija Kinney
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