Boom Boom Boom ft. STL Chubbs Lyrics

I got molly i got percs and i got weed just take your pick

You can come and shop off of me if the store won't give you shit

I don't do a lot of talking i'm the type to bust your lip

All the hate that i receive is enough to make you sick

Oh they mad that i got money all these bitches on my

Wait

I don't take em out on dates

Like my diamonds i just skate

I might hit em for one night but most the time i just want brain

Had to switch ya like a lane

Dont fuck with ya like a lame

I can't help that i'm a player fuck it charge it to the game

How the fuck i'm stressing if i'm always getting fried

I put my feelings in a pack and then i send one to the sky

Dressed in all black like a funeral you would think somebody died but just relax if it's new to you there's no reason you should cry

Boom boom boom like my brodie name Hussain

Saddam

I told em move move move all these hoes is in my way

Like make some room room room all these people in my space

Your the reason i roll up twenty four blunts all in a day

Let's go