Bombs

5,4,3,2
5,4,3,2
5,4,3,2
5,4,3,2

I get money, I fuck hoes, but that's not enough
I'ma blow this fucker up, nigga that's not a bluff
Triple 6 forever, don't shit phase me
I'm tryna know the news, like this shit crazy
Hold up my nigga, is that your girl?
Well I'ma fuck your bitch like it's the end of the world
I don't fuck around, I will lay you down
Cut your tongue out, won't talk about it now
I'm on them chill pills, I don't ever panic
I rep triple 6, now all the broads are calling me satanic
Skinny ass pants, no iPhone
I spell everything wrong on purpose, that's not a typo
Bukkweat with two K's, go koo-koo on doomsday
I go go, like gadget, I eat ? like souffle
I don't mix with your type, so get out my Kool-Aid
The E.P. was free, there's no need for ?
I ride for my niggas, so fuck your team
Talking contracts and these crackers don't even know me
Uh, my manager won't like me
But I don't give a fuck, I'm the anti-Christ on codeine
I ? for my mom but no fucks
I wanna warm up too, but they beat me to the punch
Uh, I ain't a killer but don't push me
Yeah it's fuck the world like I'm playing with a ?