Bombs

Bombs
5,4,3,2
5,4,3,2
5,4,3,2
5,4,3,2
I get money, I f*** hoes, but that's not enough
I'ma blow this fuc*** up, ni*** that's not a bluff
Triple 6 forever, don't shit phase me
I'm tryna know the news, like this shit crazy
Hold up my ni***, is that your girl?
Well I'ma f*** your bitch like it's the end of the world
I don't f*** around, I will lay you down
Cut your tongue out, won't talk about it now
I'm on them chill pills, I don't ever panic
I rep triple 6, now all the broads are calling me satanic
Skinny ass pants, no iPhone
I spell everything wrong on purpose, that's not a typo
Bukkweat with two K's, go koo-koo on doomsday
I go go, like gadget, I eat ? like souffle
I don't mix with your type, so get out my Kool-Aid
The E.P. was free, there's no need for ?
I ride for my niggas, so f*** your team
Talking contracts and these crackers don't even know me
Uh, my manager won't like me
But I don't give a f***, I'm the anti-Christ on codeine
I ? for my mom but no fucks
I wanna warm up too, but they beat me to the punch
Uh, I ain't a killer but don't push me
Yeah it's f*** the world like I'm playing with a ?