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fbg young - bomboclot كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
why is everything chrome? cash
ayy
dope, uh, uh, yeah
this sh_t gettin’ exotic, this sh_t gettin’ rambunctious, this sh_t gettin’ toxic
on fo’nem grave

[verse]
new opp rolled up, this sh_t gettin’ exotic (you know it)
came in this b_tch with my glock in my pocket (huh?)
treat a rap n_gga like a ‘tape, we drop him (drrt)
still on the block with them rocks in my boxers (b_tch)
lil’ n_gga snitchin’, he tellin’, that’s reckless (huh?)
shots to his liver, we fill up his belly (uh, yeah)
the glock’ll hit anyone, ooh, that’s messy (uh, yeah)
baleno thing jump off the curb when i’m dashin’
b_tch, we want the smoke likе a bomboclot (all the smoke)
we ridе in the city with four glocks (huh?)
we’ll turn your ‘hood to a new blunt, n_gga (drrt)
b_tch, it’s free smoke when we roll up (trap)
n_ggas really 12, give ’em donuts (donuts)
chew a mid up, glock clutch, go nuts (go nuts)
summertime, shoot a whole f_ckin’ block up (yeah)
in your ‘hood and we makin’ up our own cuts (uh)
don’t talk if you ain’t on nothin’, n_gga (on nothin’, n_gga)
new k!ller ain’t gon’ blow nothin’, n_gga (smoke who, n_gga?)
i was thirteen with a four_fifth, n_gga (kept it on me, n_gga)
that was three years out the whole six, n_gga (we been that)
all you new n_ggas think they us, though (really talkin’ that)
n_ggas say they gang, i’m like, “how?” (how?)
fresh got booked for a pipe, he good, he done beat a body at trial
we out late like owls, try to run, we hawk him down (got ’em)
hollows out that .40 cal’, spotnews tweet about that child (ow)
if i get sn_tched, don’t know nothin’, n_gga (huh?)
you can catch shots on the post up, n_gga (yeah)
we’ll give you shots like you owe somethin’, n_gga (drrt)
gave that boy shots, now you owe us, n_gga (you owe us)
ya nosey booger, i’m in cahoots with all the k!llers (all the k!llers)
try to rob, we gon’ spoil your mission, i ball like steve harvey, n_gga (i ball)
forgi’ swervin’, i just popped a middy, f_ckin’ up my vision
n_ggas fake, i find hidden ‘gendas, hit him with the smith_and, ayy (drrt)
new opp pack came in, roll up (n_gga, roll up)
n_gga get smoked when we roll up (get smoked, boa)
n_ggas say “tooka” just to clout up (huh?)
n_ggas say they “gang,” but they not us (they not us)
in the middle of the party with my glock up (keep them glocks up)
n_gga, don’t start, can’t stop us (can’t stop us)
better watch that ho, she a set up
treat a ho like a man, get wet up
i bought pounds and i break ’em down, you lil’ [?]
feed the fam, but i run the town like i’m the only child
equipped with heat, we don’t dot no bs, smoke him like an ounce
tat the trap on my f_ckin’ face, i’ll serve your ass right now
vlone [?], matchin’ vs on my back, i’ll blow this b_tch at a crowd
i got gats all through mama house, i’m loadin’ chops up now
we do tit_for_tats, back_to_back, bodies gon’ be found, ayy (back_to_back, back_to_back, back_to_back, back_to_back)
we’ll give you shots like you owe us, n_gga (like you owe us, n_gga)
we’ll give you shots, now you owed us, n_gga (hol’ up, n_gga)
better not be lackin’ on the post up, n_gga (lackin’_ass)
know it’s free smoke when we roll up, n_gga (drrt)
12 get behind us, do a donut, n_gga
give a n_gga holes like donuts, n_gga
n_ggas really 12, give ’em donuts, n_gga
[outro]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
on fo’nem grave, ayy
ayy, just keep all that sh_t, folk

- fbg young

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