Bobbalam

Hoppin out the whip Not a bluestrip but hold a lot of bands

Tired of being simp Big body Nigga call me Bobbalam

My sack hit on the fifth can't throw a fit Because I'm out till then

Not hanging round no bitch I'm in the crib jus tryna watch and scan

Money from the internet Shi Crazy cause it's not a scam

Turkey eggs and waffles Cause I'm always running out on Hams

I'm tryna stack my cake until the day I jus can buy the gram

Stop talking bout a eighth I save da pape and stay around a gram

We swaying side to side But we jus movin I'm not tryna dance

She taking off her clothes Was heading home said I'm not tryna damn

Can't stay our way to late Don't wanna worry up my momma nem