'Da Bomb' Lyrics

(Ay Tweeko mixed this you know, it sounds cold)

I remember them days when I was young I use to beef with God (yuh)

I just hope he take me back cuz now I know that I was wrong (I was wrong)

She gone say she love me but I swear it's all a big mirage

How'd I fall for it? She got me booking one way flight to Gstaad (damn)

O-o-oo that girl to crazy she stalk me cuz I'm the bomb (yah)

Her head way to brazy think that's why we get along (what?)

She want have my babies but that's for another song (yah yeah let's go)

She was acting shady but you thought that bitch was flawless (what?)

Your bitch not no angel she got one hand in your pocket (God damn)

Sh-sh-sh-she gone come round my sides I control her like a puppet (on God)

Why my haters all just stink like it just make me nauseous (check it out, check it out, check it out)

I can't fuck no broke girl put my dick up in a boss bitch (hol' on)

Stop it

Haters talking shit you know I put em in a coffin (yah)

Niggas think we playing but we really finna pop it (yah)

Did so many ride outs but they didn't even notice (yah)

Dropped so many bodies but they didn't see it coming

I said oo oo oo wait wait

Let me count my checks

Please stop all the talking if I miscount then I'm gone be vexed

Pause (wait what? huh?)

Press the gas (huh?)

Like I'm in a jet

Fuck the jeans I'll rock the tech (okay)

Number 9 yeah that's the tech (let's go)

They tell me that I'm the best (huh?)

I believe em i impress (what?)

Only finest nothing less (huh?)

They play checkers I play chess (what?)

Don't like me they know I'm next (let's go)

Had your turn you tried your best (what?)

Your bitch sloppy make a mess (yah)

I feel like I'm off the meds

She calling me daddy but I don't call her my mum (uh uh)

They gone call me flashy but it's cuz my money long (it's true)

They gone say I'm cocky but it's cuz my pockets strong (what's up?)

They just little puppies but Young 7 "King Kong"

She is not my lover but I love her pink thong

Shout out to my brothers we gone get this out the mud (what? what? what?)

Shout out to my jeweller got my neck and wrist flood (flood)

Shout out to my flicky cuz we always on crud (yah)

O-o-oo that girl to crazy she stalk me cuz I'm the bomb (cuz I'm the bomb)

Her head way to brazy think that's why we get along (we get along)

She want have my babies but that's for another song (huh?)

She was acting shady but you thought that bitch was flawless (what? what? what?)

Your bitch not no angel she got one hand in your pocket (huh? huh? huh?)

Sh-sh-sh-she gone come round my sides I control her like a puppet (check it out, check it out,check it out)

Why my haters all just stink like it just make me nauseous

I can't fuck no broke girl put my dick up in a boss bitch (let's go)