YSN TM - Bomb Bomb Lyrics

Bitch, I'm not comin' in yo' party if I can't bring stick
And then the next too many time I need to ice my wrist
She like, boy, what's in yo' cup? Baby, that's some trick
When I don't give her what she want, she wanna throw a fit
But it's alright, cause I'm so thirsty, I can switch my bitch
Kinda like I do my fix
Breakin' pounds down now, remember movin' zips
Boy, don't touch me if you do the fix, leave him sick
Baby, you can pick my brother, we all gettin' rich
At my videos, the fans wanna take some flicks
It was times I dreamt about it, but I'm really lit
Baby tweakin' off the costume, tryna kiss lil' chick
See them funkies out in public, I'ma up this bitch
And all that playin' til we bounce out, then we hit yo' whip
Come play with us, gon' show you, bitch
You got my fuzz up in yo' pocket, get the ho and shit
Remember broke down on my dick, on my lonely shit
Now I'm havin' money, niggas playin' on that phony shit
I'm slow on my homie, bitch
I pop the V and get the pop
We call that boring shit, I'm quarterback, I'm throwin' shit
Came in the game head first, already knowin' shit
Gettin' my feelings by my brother, get the blowin' shit
But we'll move yo' whip ourselves on some towin' shit
Bitch, keep blowin' up my phone on some annoying shit
You dumb as hell, you think my brother not on that money tip
Send my pics to get the hit
Have my fiend come and get me, then I'll serve the shit
Bitch, we kinda keep in touch, she callin' swervin' shit
I'm me, yo' car don't ask no question, got my 30's thick
Glad you see that flashlight
Man, I just got a brand new gun, I toss the last pipe
Man, I just got a brand new gun, I toss the last pipe
Grub, grub, boom, boom, boom, grub, grub
He tried to swig it, then we fapped his ass, that was his last fight