SlimeSito - Bombs lyrics

[Intro] (2wo2imes) Yeah man, you already know how the fu*k we rocking ni**a RSG sh*t ni**a Rich slime ni**a Putting ni**as in bags, ni**a You know how the fu*k we rocking Yeah Bodybag gang ni**a 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 ni**a 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 sh*t for fun How the fu*k you out but you ain't got bond? Three or four traps, man my sh*t got a line b*tch 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 ni**as 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 b*tch a fan, 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 whips, I don't smoke on no [?] Got a white b*tch and she blonde I got the bomb on me like I'm Sadam [?] I'm gon' get your ass gone Try to steal from me, I cut off your arm Foreign b*tch with me, she rocking McQueen Got the b*tch trapping, now she want a scene Know I'm on the block, I'm serving the feinds I'm getting money and [?] them dreams Compact nina and that sh*t in my jeans All of my ni**as, 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 sh*t 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 sh*t in reach Plug from Cali' and he live by the beach Jefe Sito man I'm trapping like Meech Dumb ass ni**a, 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 sh*t brief All of my ni**as gon' shoot for the team My ni**as gon' go if you talking about beef All through the week they gon' creep Shot him so right now it's blood on my sneaks' Bodybag gang, we put ni**as 9 feet Got hundred round drums if you tryna' come deep Got your b*tch and she a freak ni**as want beef but them ni**as too weak Shot his as up, he got hit with the heat 7.62 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 cheat Real slime sh*t, I shoot you for them P's Pushing up back to back in Suv's On the block serving right in front of police