Blam Boom

Wicked (Flexin' on that bitch, hold up) Wicked, wicked (FOREVEROLLIN) Blam, boom, tryna put a nigga on the damn news Postin' switches on the Internet, that boy a damn fool Bought a purse, he still ain't hit her yet, that boy a damn fool Bought a Perc', he barely know the plug, that boy a damn fool Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin' (diamonds on me) Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches (trippin' 'bout no) Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin' (grrah) Blam, boom, I paid to get him gone, I'm killer trickin' Blam, boom, if he speak on a murder, that's a red flag Blam, boom, he pillow talk to bitches, that's a red flag Blam, boom, that Perc' too cheap, that's a red flag Blam, boom, if I'm in that backseat, throw that white flag Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Tryna blam you Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Man, down you Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Jump out and I Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Blam, boom, you can't label me as no rap niggas (nah) 'Cause I'm who the rappers rap 'bout (uh) Call us, "R-O-A-G" (round of applause gang) 'Cause man, all these niggas clap a lot They say, "Nardo be in black a lot" (mm, mm, mm) They say, "Lil' nigga keep that strap a lot" (mm, mm, mm) He say he gang, I say, "No, you not" (mm, mm, mm) She say, "I can't fuck," she came on her dot I done seen a lot of crazy things A lot of brutal images in my brain A lil' nigga that be tweakin' That's an understatement, I'm insane Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Tryna blam you Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Man, down you Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Jump out and I Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom All these chains, this shit makin' me hot Tissue for my wrist, big boogers in a watch "Come on, let's squash this", I think not How you left him when you saw him? I think shot Opps try to keep their kids 'cause they know we gon' spare 'em Opps went and got their kids, the only time we gon' spare 'em And this mad shit ain't new, I used to always wear 'em Broke and still rock my jeans, used to always share 'em And that slime shit ain't nothin', used to always do it I ain't never drove shit, used to always shoot it I ain't never waste my beam, used to always use it Glock loud, don't matter, used to always mute it Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin' (diamonds on me) Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches (trippin' 'bout no) Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin' (trigger finger) Blam, boom, I paid to get him gone, I'm killer trickin' (trickin') Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Tryna blam you Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Man, down you Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom Jump out and I Blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom, blam, boom