BAM BAM ft. Shady B Lyrics

A true, dem nuh know it's a fram creation

Bam Bam, ay-a

What a bam bam, Bam bam dilla, bam bam

(Everybody know seh a big bloodclaat Kenzo inna this bloodclaat, a wah gwaan?) (Shady fucking B) (Nobody bigger than she)

(Like) (Nobody bigger than we, chat bout)

You fuck with them niggas you duck with 'em

We sending out shots not fuckin 'em

Back out blitz 'em, we brushin 'em

Go call up gang he sending sum

Run down gang, you know what we do

I can't be a bum so I'm staying in school

My mom raised me, I don't know bout you

Talking that shit not making y'all cool

Shady B dump so y'all know what y'all heard

They called me a freak and they called me a nerd

I'm the talk of the town just make sure y'all heard

Mv my hood just make sure y'all learn

Don't link no nigga 'cause they might line me

Stay from the feds 'cause they might just indict me

Talking mad shit, but still can't fight me

I'm flipping the switch, just turn off my light please

Shady B here so y'all know what to do

Y'all bumping my tracks, and dissing me too

Move too tact, so y'all know how I do

Y'all bitches is wack, y'all niggas not cool

Shady B here so y'all know what to do

Y'all bumping my tracks, and dissing me too

Move too tact, so y'all know how I do

Y'all bitches is wack, y'all niggas not cool

We sending out shots to ya block

I'm not gon lie but ya talkin' to cops (Grah, grah)

Don't call my phone 'cause you def' getting blocked

I'm cool in these streets, I won't run out my socks like

(She gon' block yo' motherfuckin' ass, dumbass motherfuckin' bitch)

Fuck what they said, I'm takin that risk

How the fuck you ugly and doing mad dick?

I'm good on my own, I don't look like chips

Go call up the guys, they dumping the clip

Never been the type to diss and cap

But I catch that bitch get beat with a bat

Lay her on the floor like a fucking floor mat

Then tell that bitch get up get back

Then chase her down

Make her run a few laps, have her begging for her mother like a lil' rugrat

Like, like a lil' rugrat

Boom bow, that's how you fix that

Shady B here so y'all know what to do

Y'all bumping my tracks, and dissing me too (Grah, grah grah boom)

Move too tact, y'all know how I do

Y'all bitches is wack, y'all niggas not cool (Like, don't lack, don't run)

Shady B here so y'all know what to do

Y'all bumping my tracks, and dissing me too

Move too tact, y'all know how I do

Y'all bitches is wack, y'all niggas not cool

How the fuck niggas dissing and streaming my songs? (I wonder)

I beat on the beat like a drum

It's Kenzo and Shady lil' boy is you dumb?

My blicky the mallet, ya head is the gong

I'm calling him Ricky the way that he run (Huff, huff huff puff)

My glock .34 call it Hilary Duff, and she driving me crazy like she Mrs. Puff

It's Jay to the K-E-N-Z-O

Got tic-tac-hoes that's three in a row

Got three bad bitches callin' down my phone

That's three bad bitches won't leave me alone

I stay with a stick, call me bamboo

Bitch got 3 kids, call that "ran through"

And ya lil' group chat, gettin' dismantled

Bun spliff, like a bloodclaat big candle like

Like what, like how

You telling me "hey", and I'm telling you "ciao"

I'm milking these bitches, like bitches is cows

Red beam to ya nose, now you look like a clown (Grah)

(Like what, like how)

(It's Kenzo and Shady, the talk of the town)

(I beat on the pussy, that shit goin' meow)

(My niggas go up, and your niggas go down) (Grah)

I hope you know who you dealing with

'Cause I got too much money to give a shit

I ain't gettin' into it over a bitch, I ain't got no more time to go through this shit

Now I don't know if the shoe fits

'Cause you thinking your foot could go through that shit (Bloodclaat)

So before you try coming for me

I want you to think, 'fore you do that shit

I hope you know who you dealing with

'Cause I got too much money to give a shit

I ain't gettin' into it over a bitch, I ain't got no more time to go through this shit

Now I don't know if the shoe fits

'Cause you thinking your foot could go through that shit

So before you try coming for me

I want you to think, 'fore you do that shit

(Gang gang)

A true, dem nuh know it's fram creation

Bam Bam, ay-a

What a bam bam

Bam bam dilla, bam bam

Bam bam dilla, bam bam