SB95 - Boom Bye Bye lyrics

[Intro] The Gangsta singing [Hook: VI Seconds] Boom Boom Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye Bye Bye (You fi dead) Boom Boom Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye Bye Bye (You fi dead) Boom Boom Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye Bye Bye (You fi dead) Boom Boom Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye, Bye Bye Bye Bye [Bridge: VI Seconds] It was just a matter of time 'til I would stand and start getting my stripes You're gonna give me what's mine Don't say you're not ready, I gave you your time I got my n***as in line Down for whatever once I wave that sign I'll give you all until nine To pay what you owe me [Verse 1: VI Seconds] Then I'm at your door I've taken interest and taking more Make it easy for yourself because I've run out of patience I don't hesitate when I'm taking my payments Bad mon if I'm holding a grudge and I choose to open arms better hope it's a hug If not, you're gonna see a whole new side So much metal on your whip, it's a whole new ride Gunshot! Gunshot! For your ross, playing with my paper it don't matter the cost Gunshot! Gunshot! For you fake n***as breaking the trust that's the reason why I hate n***as Gunshot! Gunshot! Where the crown at? Gunshot! Gunshot! Where the chicken at? Gunshot! Anywhere that you clowns at Gunshot! For the chicken n***a now we singing [Hook: VI Seconds] [Verse 2: VI Seconds] They always say to watch out for the quiet ones Cause they'll be the ones to tell you when your time is up Well I kept my mouth shut for a couple of years Now I'm out and howling getting paid by the punch this year From a city where n***as starve or get recognized Where there's two major things you should never set aside Your word and your balls and I hold mine with pride So much n***as can't even look me in the eyes I put fear in them cause there ain't a smidgen of real in them Reelin' 'em, every hook, put a motherf**ing feel in them Life changing, people took notice on how I switched up Gasping, so much that they got the hiccups Now it's Gunshot! Gunshot! At any moment I'm k**ing these n***as, send my condolence Gunshots! Gunshots! In the air, for every little n***a finally making his career Gunshot! Gunshot! Where the money at? Gunshot! Gunshot! For you funny acts Bang Bang! I'm living like Mick Foley The Cactus Jack gets gunshot by the police [Hook: VI Seconds]