B.O.M.B.S. ft. Tyler Page Lyrics

I been back on my bullshit

Roll one up

In the blunt

Fire it up

Let's get stuck

Yeah kush smell like must

Push, keep it up

Shush keep it hushed

Now pour it up

In my cup

Toast it up

This one's for us

Yeah

Leave all them dark days back in the dust

We do it the hard way, in Jesus we trust

Keep my eyes wide for the demons

It's a wild life, that's no repeat

In the night life nothing PG

She a wild type, let's get freaky

Velvet trees

Angel wings

What I see

In my dreams

Keep the peace

Cause lately

I been back on my bullshit

That shit remind me from back in the day when I made a whole lot of hoes jealous

Versace lenses, a couple gold chains and a brand new pair of Margiela

All on the boulevard, coudn't be tamed when I'm mobbin' with all of my fellas

Travy you could do better

Always what my conscience says

Say right, I go left

I don't be askin' for help got too much to prove tp myself

Remember how I was a bad lil' kid my mama like, go get my belt

Now I just be stackin' my chips so high, it looks like the Eifel

Everyone got an opinion I really just don't pay attention

I'm always watchin' for niggas that's closest I can be a victim

Me and La Flair steady boxin' the whip, yeah we schemin' and itchin'

We tryna get riches, yea

Ain't busy thinkin' bout you

Pull up skirt, on 'em when we come through

Now I been back in the stu, back in the sit

Chasin' the back of the whip, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Find a new plan if you need me

If you call me, you can't reach me

You can reach

Cause I'm back on my, back on my

Say I'm wantin' all the smoke

Cause I gotta get it fasho

Handouts turn to back outs turn to leavin' you bitches exposed

Know I see you wantin' all the smoke

Got it all for you fasho

Handouts turn to back outs turn to leavin' your bitches exposed

She got beef with me

Handle that shit to easy

Know I keep it clean

Cause niggas out here is greasy

Cause I'm back on my, back on my