Bom bom bom bom
Oh, bom bom bom boom
Hey, bom bom bom bom
All-right, here we go
Yo, one, two check like a mark Im here
Niggas get cozy, its gon be a long year
Im not by myself so dont try that from the rear
I got Dizzy runnin with me, Id advise you be aware
(Uh, mindset racing, I got a duffle bag
Try to snatch it, turn your face into a punchin bag
The ladies love the tats, want to lick em front to back
Fuck her once she sneakin out and I dont think she comin back)
Nah, and I dont think shes coming back neither
So you should quit callin and textin and take a breather
She only fuck with you cause her ? beaver
Now she moved on, I know you seen the logo on her T-shirt
(Uh, high life Im blowin ghosts on a lonely road
Dummy flow, Steve Harvey said I was Romeo
You chasing women, Im chasing what God only knows
If you dont think we rock the show, then what the fuck you comin for?)
Now tell me that, huh, why you on that bullshit?
Youll get screwed like a driver, get your tool kit
Im schooling niggas and Im handing out the rubric
You talkin like you got it but you havent even proved shit
(Boy you aint never moved shit, you dont move bricks
Still livin wit your grand-mama and your two kids
You a broke confused kid, a legendary
Never secondary, I grind whenever its necessary)
Man I unnecessarily talk shit to talk it
The rap like TV or down deposit
On some different shit and ? Im fucking awkward
Im in your bathroom shittin on your granite faucet
(Your shit is awful boy dont try to get in touch with me
Nasty flow, I two girls, one cup the beat
Smoking weed, getting high with a couple freaks
That love the D, especially, cause cant nobody can fuck with me)
Now thats a commonality we both share
Im bout to take flight just lookin for a low fare
A few resist the urge to look, but most stare
You aint never ball, just your bitch got no pair
(You got it boy, Barry Bond in your fuckin noggin
Top Ramen watch p-ssy? got nothing in common
Boy stop it, I get it poppin, I been a problem
You been a weirdo, you probably hang out with Dennis Rodman)
Your sittin court-side, gettin your hair-doo died
Your mama must regret not gettin her fuckin tubes tied
In a double-knot to preventing the fuckin shame
Of having a grown man without an asset to his name
(Uh, your rap career aint no realer then a monkey turtle
I smoke too much, Im always in a funky circle
I got the purple, you fuckers are too commercial
My lyrics deliver murder, we do this shit, no rehearsal)
Man practice, what the fuck is practice? A.I
Im insect repellent to those claimin they stay fly
Dizzy taught me how to cook, now I bake pies
Stupid ass swag, like I got my fuckin brain fried
(I swear my dick long like a giraffe neck
Baby wanna try, and say she havin bad sex
I wake up, swag out, and then I cash checks
This rapper money got me wantin to enter a math tech)
You get your work check, cash it, and break down to ones
Then pour em on male strippers when you need some fun
I earn a cheque then deposit it into my savings fund
Re-up on tree when Im on E and slide my mom a couple bucks
(Moms comfy, now find dudley
I think Im the bomb, because I keep the bomb on me
Bomb dot com, slash con, Diggity Simmons, Kennedy Don
YG, with these ratchets, who be fuckin around with my time, uh)
Eh, one more time (uh), last one for the homies (uh)
? with a little bit of (huh?)
That means Im gettin busy like I got no common shit
Im high wit Dizzy, gettin dizzy, faded off a couple hits
(We on the come up quick, Funk Volume runnin shit
Breeze got me sippin slow and haters yall can suck a dick
Im Dizzy Wright and Im faded in on some other shit
SwizZzle told me aint nobody could fuck wit this)