Kari Faux, bLAck pARty - BOMB lyrics

Y'all can have the summer
Top down in the winter with it
Might cop a crib with a pool in it
Just to have your
Favorite model skinny-dipping
And it really wicked
That's why your jawn wanna kick it with us
I had to switch up the lingo on her
Smoking natural green so my niggas
Everybody like squad, squad, squad
But are they really wit' you?
Arkansas to worldwide
Finna show 'em how to really flip it
They know we good in every hood
And we great in every state
I might flight out to Japan just
To cop some Human Made
Yeah

I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit

Look, I skate through your
Town in an old-school
And I kick and push it like Lupe
Twelves in the truck playin' like Boosie
Hatin' will knock off your toupe
Off of the lucid, for real, man
I might hit the beach for a week
Treat the old game like it's Vegas
They know I'm playin' for keeps
Don't take my kindness for weakness
(Oh no, oh no)
I bring the word to these streets quick
Don't say, "Now you owe me"
That's the code if you ain't know it
Samurai brought the drink through
So you we back reloaded (Pass me my phone)
No, I can't pick up the phone
If the call ain't important, nah (Let's go)

I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
Yeah

I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back in my bag
I'm back in the pull pit
I'm still on the Odyssey
So please give me space
I'm back on my cool breeze
(Yup)
These bitches is under me
And no, they can't stand it, bitch
Is you stupid?
Could give you the syllabus, still
Can't keep up, bitch
Here go the rubric
(Yup)
I'm poppin' my shit, you know how that go
You know how I'm rockin', no ho in my bones
Been ten toes since two cellphones
And I only push whips
That's wrapped two-tone
Respect my pimpin'
When I'm on tea, only time I'm trippin'
Respect my pimpin'
When I speak, you know they listen

I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on my, uh
I'm back on my bullshit

Come outside, yeah
Come outside, yeah, let's touch the road
Went blonde on 'em like I'm Rodman in '94
Switch sides, we ain't never did that
Gotta keep it on me like the switch
Know they heard no small talk
Blowin' good dope and countin' racks
I'm just tryna live out a dream
Grandma wanna see me on the screen
Gotta get it in by any means
Can't nobody intervene
Built this shit brick by brick
Pulled a old school out garage
It's about to be an event
(Ha ha ha)