808

(Ayo Nick, start the symphony)

Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Fuck a mood, let's turn up today (Let's turn up today)
Nigga move, get up out my way (Get up out my way)
She fuck me good, she don't have to pay (She don't got to pay)
I hit that blunt and then I fade away (Then I fade away)

My shit be hard like a 808 (Ouu)
Damn I'm feeling great today (Mhm)
Wake up in that mode, I grab the gar, it's time to wake and bake (Spark it up)
Goddess sent from heaven, eat that pussy like an angel cake (Eat it up, eat it up)
And I got that pressure, got it kicking like I'm Johnny Cage (Whaa)
Beat it out the frame, I'm a beast and I can't be tamed (Nope)
You broke and a lame, chase for clout, you outta be ashamed
Went out sad about the hoe, now your bitch ass feeling played (Mhm)
Never changed my lane, I stayed the same, y'all gon know my name (Dolo)
Dolo he the nigga from the A, and he keep it solid
Stay inside his bubble, he don't play, need his green like olives
Laughing at these niggas, they ain't hard, they don't want no problems
Used to sell that product, was the hottest, turn up 'bout that dollar
Stayed inside them books, I went to college, made myself a scholar
Take a nigga shit 'cause he a bitch, and we ain't have no problems
Fucked a nigga bitch and now he mad, boy that ain't my problem
She ride me like a Harley, you a joker, y'all must be from Gotham
OG got me coughing, roll the windows up, keep in the smoke
Do this shit so often, I don't give a fuck, this how I cope
Trusted many niggas, gave my heart to bitches, fuck them folk
Do you like this blunt, Ima hit the bitch and do a ghost

Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Fuck a mood, let's turn up today (Let's turn up today)
Nigga move, get up out my way (Get up out my way)
She fuck me good, she don't have to pay (She don't got to pay)
I hit that blunt and then I fade away (Then I fade away)

If you hustling, keep it quiet (Shh), can't have niggas in your motion
In them streets, yeah it get violent, why I stay out the commotion
Talked to God, he said I'm chosen, ain't no need for none the voting
Take a puff and now I'm floating, if it's fat then baby show it
If you suck it, baby hold it, take the dick and then she throw it
Get a cup, let's get to pouring, hotbox the whip and then we floor it
Eat the pussy, I adore it, then her texting, I ignore it
Pussy niggas, I'm avoiding, y'all be weird and I ain't joining

Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom)
Fuck a mood, let's turn up today (Let's turn up today)
Nigga move, get up out my way (Get up out my way)
She fuck me good, she don't have to pay (She don't got to pay)
I hit that blunt and then I fade away (Then I fade away)

Make it boom like a 808 (B-boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (B-boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (B-boom, b-boom)
Make it boom like a 808 (Boom, b-boom)



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Writer(s): Christopher Crane
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