Fredo - Boom Boom lyrics

Yo, I'm charging my phone
I just flipped all this white now I
Feel like the dark's gotta go
Just started my show
And man this chick took a glance at
The pole now she's asking to go
She's feeling the kid
In some jeans with the rips
Whip 3 into 6 anytime that
I'm feeling the mix
Give my young guns straps niggas
Know Fred's feeding them kids
I got a message for them kids
If you hit the trap make sure you're
Whipping and you're stretching
On them bricks cos I was up on Harrow
Road pebbling this shit and
I'll tell you right now you'll
Be never getting rich
He used to have P's now
He's begging for a quid
Trying to bring a young little
Qwenger to his crib speaking of young
I'm the youngest in charge
And my young dargs
Won't pet to run in your yard
They came for a shoot and found
Slugs in my yard and
They said I stacked criminal in
Front of his marge
Kept my mouth closed I was busting the charge
Was stuck in the yard
Now I'm stuck in the chart
My AP looks like it's
Been flooded with glass
Use the gloves and the masks
Then I'm running a bath
I've never been that guy that
Clubs in the dance i'm shotting on Friday
There's drugs in the car
Man she listens to Fred and
She's loving my bars
But she said the blocks hot can
She come to the Shard
Her back end is huge like
She's stuffing her ass
But everything's real that's my
Suttin' from France
I'm the man of this house so
There's grams in this couch
Hella food in the kitchen like
Grans in this house
Little homies in with grams in their mouths
Or sliding to Kilburn with
Bands in their pouch

Like Boom Boom
Bro slide in that foreign like Boom Boom
Niggas straight two face likes who's who
Stole a half box of coke
And bought a new coupe man I'm a loose yute
Any gyal you see me riding with is too cute
Can't help looking at that back man
It's too huge
I just spent four racks on two Loubs
And walked to court and told the
Judge I don't move food

But these Nike's on my feet cost
The price of my weed
If she said she's my gyal
Then she's lying on me she's trying to be
So what it's likely to be
Gunshots ringing off man it's likely my team
Still I swear down I'm keeping
Up fuckery in Gucci, they love me in Louis
By age 16 I was stuck up in juvie
Now I fly OT in fucking Jacuzzi's
You can't talk to my chick cos
She's stuck up and boujee
Shout outs running from Mulli
21 days lost is bunning my doobie
Caught him on free flow and
Spun him to Tuesday
When I stepped in this game
I was lit and flooded
I put that on my little cousin
Niggas talk the trap and
Ain't whippin' nuttin'
Bro don't rap but my niggas busting
And why these Gucci clothes make
Groupie hoes just lose
Their mind and go and do the most
I didn't choose the road
But my shoes were old and big bros
Was getting it from moving O's
Man I can't lie, I was feeling that shit
When this plug drops a half brick
Told myself have to be easy with it
Cos when he drops 36 O's
I'm leaving with it
Then it's onto the next cos
I'm cheeky with it
That's why all of my ladies
Are freaky with it
Check my phone while I'm bathing
She's sneaky with it
We just smacked up some
Pagans and legal visit's
So free up my bro cos he's evil with it
My cell got some B and a needle with it
Still he can't find a vein
Cos he's feeble with it

Like Boom Boom
Bro slide in that foreign like boom boom
Niggas straight two face likes who's who
Stole a half box of coke
And bought a new coupe man I'm a loose yute
Any gyal you see me riding with is too cute
Can't help looking at that back man
It's too huge
I just spent four racks on two Loubs
And walked to court and told the
Judge I don't move food