Wam Bam
Hahaha
Come out, come out, wherever you are
Slut
Leo's gonna get you
Pussy!
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Bitch, I want your head in a jar on my night stand
Draco on my side, blade in my mouth
Glock in my right hand (Hahaha)
Hate I had to kill him, I thought he was really nice, man (Yeah)
Bitch, that's what you get for whistlin' at me as a white man
Reparations!
Bitch, I'm on your ass, huh
College dropout, bitch
I ain't got no class, bitch
I'll leave you on the side of the road like you ran out of gas, huh
I'll dump you in a ditch
Then look at your mama like, "What happened?" (Huh?)
Yeah, bitch, you know I'm like that
Paow, paow, paow (Yeah)
Bitch, you won't get to fight back (Yeah, let's go)
Aye, this a DOA, not a GTA
You won't get your life back (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Spin the block and we're spinnin' it right back (Baow)
Shoot at me, I'ma wink and smile back (Baow, baow)
I'll run up the hill and kidnap Jill
Show you bitches how to hijack
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
BK!
Watch I pull up sideways on the four-wheeler
'Bout to backhand the bitch, but my ho hit her
We your doctor, your son, lay him out on the table
We dissect the kid, he got no liver
We just pulled down his pants, made him drop the glizzy
He head to the hood without no pistol
BK walkin' around with an all-red Drac', perfect aim
It ain't nothin' you could do with him
Double down, G in the Drac'
Pontiac slide through, drop eight
I ain't never like none of them niggas
I don't care 'bout age, better get out the way
Ma Dukes said I'm bringin' bad spirits in the house
Catch a hat, told her go bring the sage
And my pops keep tellin' me drop that glizzy
Boy, I can't, this shit ain't safe
Walkin' around with two 'bulls, huh
Say somethin', I make 'em sic you
Bit off his leg, his arm, I look at my dog
"Good boy," he lick you
Nigga ass got bit by a dog
BK!
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow, baow
Come out, come out, wherever you are
Slut
Leo's gonna get you
Pussy!
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Bitch, I want your head in a jar on my night stand
Draco on my side, blade in my mouth
Glock in my right hand (Hahaha)
Hate I had to kill him, I thought he was really nice, man (Yeah)
Bitch, that's what you get for whistlin' at me as a white man
Reparations!
Bitch, I'm on your ass, huh
College dropout, bitch
I ain't got no class, bitch
I'll leave you on the side of the road like you ran out of gas, huh
I'll dump you in a ditch
Then look at your mama like, "What happened?" (Huh?)
Yeah, bitch, you know I'm like that
Paow, paow, paow (Yeah)
Bitch, you won't get to fight back (Yeah, let's go)
Aye, this a DOA, not a GTA
You won't get your life back (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Spin the block and we're spinnin' it right back (Baow)
Shoot at me, I'ma wink and smile back (Baow, baow)
I'll run up the hill and kidnap Jill
Show you bitches how to hijack
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
BK!
Watch I pull up sideways on the four-wheeler
'Bout to backhand the bitch, but my ho hit her
We your doctor, your son, lay him out on the table
We dissect the kid, he got no liver
We just pulled down his pants, made him drop the glizzy
He head to the hood without no pistol
BK walkin' around with an all-red Drac', perfect aim
It ain't nothin' you could do with him
Double down, G in the Drac'
Pontiac slide through, drop eight
I ain't never like none of them niggas
I don't care 'bout age, better get out the way
Ma Dukes said I'm bringin' bad spirits in the house
Catch a hat, told her go bring the sage
And my pops keep tellin' me drop that glizzy
Boy, I can't, this shit ain't safe
Walkin' around with two 'bulls, huh
Say somethin', I make 'em sic you
Bit off his leg, his arm, I look at my dog
"Good boy," he lick you
Nigga ass got bit by a dog
BK!
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, whoop that ho
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Wam bam, wam bam
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow baow, whoop that ho
Baow, baow
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Mitchell, Khari Jahmill Hoard, Leondra Gay
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