paroles de chanson Boomin - Key Glock , Bandhunta Izzy
Young
boss
nigga
and
you
know
it
I
be
running
up
a
check
like
Nike
I
be
rockin′
that
Gucci
mane,
got
me
feeling
like
Wop
Yeah
nigga
really
so
icy
Got
a
chopstick
in
the
glizzy
Got
a
whole
drum
in
the
draco
I
don't
go
to
no
gym,
I
don′t
do
no
work
I
was
bored,
young
nigga
move
weight
though
Trap
house
boomin'
like
Metro
No
ref
but
I
stay
with
a
TEC
though
I
done
did
a
lot
of
dirt
in
my
life
already
I
don't
know
what
I
keep
getting
blessed
for
Trap
house
boomin′
like
Metro
No
ref
but
I
stay
with
a
TEC
though
I
done
did
a
lot
of
dirt
in
my
life
already
I
don′t
know
what
I
keep
getting
blessed
for
[Verse
1:
Bandhunta
Izzy]
Really
so
icy
like
Brick
Squad
Got
double-G
from
my
head
to
my
feet
Hit
up
your
girl
when
my
dick
hard
Price
on
my
closet
will
cost
you
a
key
I
really
be
flexing,
they
love
it
Boy
I'm
a
boss,
you
a
puppet
We
really
was
killing
the
trap
Double
the
work
when
I
cut
it
Shine
so
hard
make
the
sun
mad
Price
too
high,
I
don′t
want
that
Fuck
around,
make
a
nigga
front
that
Change
up
my
number,
ain't
gettin′
shit
back
He
was
talking
too
crazy
so
fuck
that
Ran
off
on
him
now
he
hurtin'
Cut
up
that
dope
like
a
surgeon
Fiend
caught
snitching
so
I
had
to
get
him
out
of
there
Made
it
too
strong
on
purpose
Look
at
me
flexing,
you
cost
me
a
lot,
boy
I′m
telling
you
Get
you
some
guap
what
you
better
do
All
of
this
trapping
we
doing
it
really
be
crazy
We
lucky
we
don't
make
it
federal
Do
the
race
on
'em,
Tay-K
Banana
clip
on
my
AK
Shoot
up
shit
like
I′m
AZae
First
of
the
month,
payday
Young
boss
nigga
and
you
know
it
I
be
running
up
a
check
like
Nike
I
be
rockin′
that
Gucci
mane,
got
me
feeling
like
Wop
Yeah
nigga
really
so
icy
Got
a
chopstick
in
the
glizzy
Got
a
whole
drum
in
the
draco
I
don't
go
to
no
gym,
I
don′t
do
no
work
I
was
bored,
young
nigga
move
weight
though
Trap
house
boomin'
like
Metro
No
ref
but
I
stay
with
a
TEC
though
I
done
did
a
lot
of
dirt
in
my
life
already
I
don′t
know
what
I
keep
getting
blessed
for
Trap
house
boomin'
like
Metro
No
ref
but
I
stay
with
a
TEC
though
I
done
did
a
lot
of
dirt
in
my
life
already
I
don′t
know
what
I
keep
getting
blessed
for
Playing
with
the
blocks,
Legos
Play
with
a
Glock,
better
lay
low
Got
a
couple
shooters
on
payroll
And
they
do
whatever
I
say
so
My
milf
bitch
thick
like
J-Lo
Knock
a
nigga
out,
KO
I'm
hood
rich,
shopping
in
Rodeo
Still
put
a
whole
in
a
nigga's
bagel
I′m
gettin′,
I'm
gettin′
the
bag
I'm
fucking
your
bitch,
got
you
mad
Bend
her
over,
three
point
stance
Old
dead
mans
bust
out
my
pants
Michael
Jackson,
I′m
bad
Four-five,
Jordan,
I'm
back
Yeah
bitch
I
ball
to
the
max
Shoppin′
at
Saks,
got
it
all
off
a
sack
Young
rich
nigga,
you
know
it
Flex
on
a
nigga
like
Floyd
It's
not
a
car,
it's
a
toy
I
been
a
man,
you
a
boy
Bitch
nigga
should′ve
been
aborted
I
do
it
big
like
the
Taurus
Show
you
a
lot
like
a
tourist
Let
the
chopper
kick,
Chuck
Norris
Young
boss
nigga
and
you
know
it
I
be
running
up
a
check
like
Nike
I
be
rockin′
that
Gucci
mane,
got
me
feeling
like
Wop
Yeah
nigga
really
so
icy
Got
a
chopstick
in
the
glizzy
Got
a
whole
drum
in
the
draco
I
don't
go
to
no
gym,
I
don′t
do
no
work
I
was
bored,
young
nigga
move
weight
though
Trap
house
boomin'
like
Metro
No
ref
but
I
stay
with
a
TEC
though
I
done
did
a
lot
of
dirt
in
my
life
already
I
don′t
know
what
I
keep
getting
blessed
for
Trap
house
boomin'
like
Metro
No
ref
but
I
stay
with
a
TEC
though
I
done
did
a
lot
of
dirt
in
my
life
already
I
don′t
know
what
I
keep
getting
blessed
for
1 Intro
2 In Love Wit da Trap
3 Bacc and Forth
4 Runnin Man
5 Same Nigga
6 Sauce Walk
7 Geekin
8 Boomin
9 Extra
10 FoReal
11 Bliccy
12 Murda Music
13 Outro
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