paroles de chanson Boom - Zamasu Blac feat. Fiestaboy kari

Fiestaboy kari

30 shots 40 shots
Put that beam to ya head with the red the dot (brrrra)
Leave ya body smoking like a tea pot
Blood dripping everywhere like it's raindrops (boom boom)
Fuck 12 fuck the opps
Got Aks and them big glocks (glocks)
Fa them pussy niggas
Who tryna act tough
Turn ya ass to a opp pack
Take a puff
Slide through ya block with the gang
Scary niggas don't wanna bang
All these fuck niggas lame
Don't play no games
Catch a opp lacking
Like a surgeon we out his brains(uh huh)
You're over with finito
Paid in full you're Mitch and I'm Rico
Put respect on my name like Aretha
Or Imma do u like Ike did Tina(bitch!)
Me and brothers we savages
Like Stephen Curry we shoot
Riding around all black coupe (uh)
Windows tinted too
Fuck around put you on abc news (uh)

(Boom boom boom)I came in with the Glock, (yuh)
Niggas think I'm trippin
Imma pull it out my sock (haha)(yuh)
Like a doctor we takin out his brains
Riddle him with bullets
Leave a nigga speakin strange (strange)
Mmm
Freshest in the game
(Hey!)
Who these motherfuckers
Trynna slide in my lane (you lame)(uggh)
Pull out the strap (bang!)
Shoot a nigga dead
Leave his body in a ditch
Bitch!
Who you know with this flow switch
Ridin with the Ohana like it's lilo&stitch
(Switch!) Bitch I'm coming in with twin glocks akimbo, (aye)
Shoot 'em at you chest make ya do the limbo, (aye)
Guerrilla warfare that's Rambo, (rambo)
Can't see me cause I'm wearing that camo, (mm)
Never out spare ammo
Finna make him see his god
Lemme give 'em a halo(lemme give 'em a halo) (yuh)
30 shots 40, (40)
Got the beam to ya head wit da red dot(red dot)
Said fuck 12 they been opps (been opps)
Blow em away with a big Glock (big Glock)
30 shots 40
Zamasu Blac you know Imma take yo shorty
Solar opposites
We like Rick&Morty(morty)(Haha)

Nah bitch
Ain't done with you
Put you in a morgue
These hollow tips fly high
Send you to the lord
Now we up score
Bodies stacking up
Run in to me
You ran outta luck
Bitch