Skott Tha Menace - Boom!

Blowin' up boom, car go zoom
Might take a seat cause
Bro what the fuck was that?
Nah
What is you doin'?
Not like that?
Nah Nah
Oh my bad
More hype?
It gotta be more hype
Yea gimme more hype
Okay my bad lemme try again
Okay yea
Lemme try again
Blowin' up boom, car go zoom
Might take a seat cause I'm high in the room
When she with me she forget her groom
Sweep these niggas under with a broom
Off of the fume, lay you in your tomb
She said I'm the man, that's what she assume
Smell so strong where the perfume
No you can't handle what I consume
No you can't handle what I been through
Where ever I go bring my avenue
If I said it I meant it, I carry through
What's a loss know I bring in the revenue
Prophet gettin' profits
Made it out the office
Run me my deposit
Leave you leakin' broken faucet
Drip drip, money crip crip
Outta this world in a spaceship
I'm posted on Saturn, we both got the rings
Always told my momma was made for big things
I thought then I did it, I wrote then I spit it
And we ain't gon stop til' I make a mil
Don't care 'bout your offer
If I don't own masters then you can forget the deal
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Where the function we rollin' up
Pourin' up til I'm throwin' up
Slept on me, but now you wakin' up
Big money, my bills be growin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Come back here girl, I can't get enough
No I'm not regular, I'm not just anyone
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
TNT, what you mean?
Said I couldn't do it now look at me
White tee pair it with a couple chains
VVS hittin' like 3D
Stuntin' on you nigga that's easy
Cookie to the dome made me sleepy
Sorry girl I can't call you I'm busy
Don't see the 5-0 so we speedin'
On the way to the bank, got sum for the safe
The teller ask me where I got it
Said girl what you think
She like all my commas, wanna get a drink
Took her to the bathroom, had her on the sink
I forget her name when I seen her next week
Keep all types of money, got blues and antique
AF1's on my feet, so new they still squeak
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Where the function we rollin' up
Pourin' up til I'm throwin' up
Slept on me, but now you wakin' up
Big money, my bills be growin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Come back here girl, I can't get enough
No I'm not regular, I'm not just anyone
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up
Blowin' up

Written by:
Kaleb Rios

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