BOMAYE

I need a mad thing, free A B, we talk about change nothing still the same,

We lost takeoff, not everybody On a plane, picture me in your dreams holding up A grenades

Grenades, grenades

Chillin' with Ali, Ali, when they see us, bomaye

Shooting niggas like a movie scene, call me bomaye

Bomaye, toko bomaye, Bomaye, toko bomaye

Back home, we making clean money Overseas, we live in dirt money

Wash all my sins down the sink, roll me a six

Tryna go to sleep, Ali called and said, we made a scene

That's why every girl tryna jump at the backseat