Bombs

[Intro]
(2wo2imes)
Yeah man, you already know how the fuck we rocking nigga
RSG shit nigga
Rich slime nigga
Putting niggas in bags, nigga
You know how the fuck we rocking
Yeah
Bodybag gang nigga
Yeah

[Verse]
I put the ice on my slugs
I'm on gangway and I'm sipping on mud
Glock .43 in the club
I got a shooter with me, got that slug
All of my killers bang blood
Got his ass shot right in front of the club
I used to work for a plug
Took his ass off cause' he wasn't showing love
I'm from the streets, I'm a thug
Run in a nigga house and you know I'm using gloves
Shot his ass, now he got holes in his lungs
House like a pawn, man the way we got guns
I say what I want, I'm not biting my tongue
I shot his ass up, now his partner gon' run
X his ass out for them funds
Got his ass found in the back of the slums
I had the pounds and I turned it to crumbs
You know that I'm strapped, I'm not shooting no one's
AR-15 with that drum
I'm at the pawn spending racks on them guns
I'm from ClayCo, man you know whеre I'm from
Got some young shooters, man all of thеm young
On the block trapping til' I see the sun
Brodie got robbed right in front of his son
I had the fire on me since I was young
Got a new plug and he sending them tons
Spanish plug and he treat me like his son
All of my choppers got hundred round drums
All of my pistols got fifty round drums
My shooters go skitz, man they shoot shit for fun
How the fuck you out but you ain't got bond?
Three or four traps, and my shit got alarms
Bitch set your ass up while you acting [?]
Stick in the bag and it's Louis Vuitton
Feel like I'm Sosa, I'll get your ass gone
So many traps man I move like a [?]
All of my young niggas strapped, yeah they armed
On the top floor and I'm smoking on strong
My shooters gon' ride if I'm wrong
Double down sticks on me and I'm on bond
I cut my grass, I had snakes in my lawn
I run in your trap, man you better be gone
Three or four straps on me like I'm James Bond
Got a new stick and it's shooting so strong
Your bitch a fan, man, she know all my songs
I got the racks on me, look like I'm on
Tats on my face and my arm
Double down, man you know I can't be wrong
Try to play tough, you get shot in front your mom
Back to back 'woods, I don't smoke out no bong
Got a white bitch and she blonde, ay
I got the bomb on me like I'm Sadam
I drop the bag, I'm gon' get your ass gone
Try to steal from me, I cut off your arm
Foreign bitch with me, she rocking McQueen
Got the bitch trapping, now she want a scene
Know I'm on the block, I'm serving the feinds
I'm getting money and selling them dreams
Compact nina and that shit in my jeans
All of my niggas, they toting machines
I'm in Brooklyn and I'm sipping on lean
Make your ass disappear like I'm Houdini
I'm a Jefe yeah that shit in my genes
I feel ike Jordan with that .23
Feel like Bompton when we banging them B's
All these damn bricks, now I'm filling the streets
All my killers, yeah they playing for keeps
Got a P90 and that shit in reach
Plug from Cali' and he live by the beach
Jefe Sito man I'm trapping like Meech
Dumb ass nigga, he got ate like a feast
I got some young shooters, they RSG
Get your ass shot up and left in the street
That 59-41, know what I bleed
Off them pills, now I can't sleep
I cut the tie and I kept that shit brief
All of my niggas gon' shoot for the team
My niggas gon' go if you talking about beef
All through the week they gon' creep
Shot 'em close range, now it's blood on my sneaks'
Bodybag gang, we put niggas 9 feet
Got hundred round drums if you tryna' come deep
Got your bitch and she a freak
Niggas want beef but them niggas too weak
Shot his as up, he got hit with the heat
7.62's knocked him off his feet
Diamonds on me and they drip like a sink
Three to four shooters hopping out the Jeep
Powered up, yeah I'm moving like a chief
Real slime shit, I shoot you for them P's
Pushing up back to back in Suv's
On the block serving right in front of police