Bombaclaat
Mi naah inna bomboclaat people (yo Cochise)
Ah mi riches mi ah guh fuh (yo Cochise)
Suck unnuh mumma (yo Cochise)
Bombaclaat know, look pon mi swagga
Ah mi riches mi ah guh guh right now
(Yo, Cochise, ah wah dem ah say?) Ah mi riches mi a guh fuh right
And I don’t got no twin
Nigga thinking that we Siamese, yeah
And I just make him ran, nigga went and did a high knees, yeah
Shawty asked him for the sun, had to tell her, Pisces, yeah
I’ve been cookin’ in the kitchen, shawty think I’m Guyanese
And I just got some yens, niggas thinkin’ that I’m Chinese
And I just did it again, niggas knowin’ that they like me
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, huh
Yeah, and I just made some bands, and I just made some grands
They call me Triple H, huh, a nigga will get slammed, huh
A nigga tryin’ me, huh, I promise they get blammed, yeah
I’m really ’bout that cheese, huh, they call me Uncle Sam, yeah
I hop up in that Lamb’, I got that bread like jam
She look at me like, “Damn”
You gettin’ money, no ma’am, huh
Eat on that meat like it’s ham, huh
Girl, I’m one slice like I’m bread
Jotaro, what is the stand?
Nigga, they actin’ like-
(Shit, what?)
Huh, woke up today, yeah
Ain’t talkin’ cray, yeah (ain’t talkin’ cray)
Show me the fade (show me the fade, yeah, yeah)
Out in LA, yeah (out in LA, yeah)
I got the blade (I got the blade, yeah, yeah)
Akimbo the strap (Akimbo the strap, yeah, yeah)
Practice my aim (practice it, yeah)
Ball of the wrist (yeah), talkin’ ’bout PG (yeah)
I got the blade in my hand like I’m Migi (yeah)
I know these niggas they mad when they see me (yeah)
She give me top of the head like a teepee (yeah)
Top boy ting, everything, lock off
Show get lock off, hoes, get lock off
Clothes dem, lock off, gyal dem, top off
Leave me on read, she gettin’ blocked off
I told that boy, “You ain’t better than me” (yeah)
I told that boy, “You need pay me my fee”
I told that boy, “You ain’t better than me”
Made more cheddar than me, you ain’t get it like me, boy
You ain’t taller than me, you ain’t ballin’ like me
You ain’t stronger than me, you ain’t farther than me (me)
You ain’t bark on the tree, give me top, then she leave
I got Prada the sneaks, told her, “Stop, drop and breathe”
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