Blam Boom - Nardo Wick

Blam Boom LRC歌词

作词 : Horace Walls/Arkay
作曲 : Horace Walls/Arkay

[Intro]
Wicked
(Flexin' on that bitch, hold up)
Wicked, wicked
(FOREVEROLLIN)


[Verse 1]
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'
Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches
Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin'
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 whitе flag


[Chorus]
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


[Verse 2]
Blam, boom, you can't live with me, that's no rap niggas (Nah)
'Cause I'm who thе 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 ****," she came on her dot
I done seen a lot of crazy things
A lot of brutal images on my brain
A lil' nigga, he be tweakin'
That's an understatement, I'm insane


[Chorus]
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


[Verse 3]
All these chains, this shit makin' me hot
Teach you from my wrist, big boogers in a watch
Come on, let's squash this, our thing, not
How you left when you saw him? I think shot
Opps tryna 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
[?] my jeans, I used to always share 'em
And this slime shit ain't nothin', I used to always do it
I ain't never drove shit, I 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


[Bridge]
Blam, boom, you see all these diamonds on me hittin'
Blam, boom, plenty hoes, ain't trippin' 'bout no bitches
Blam, boom, everybody trigger finger itchin'
Blam, boom, I paid to get him gone, I'm killer trickin'


[Chorus]
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