Lyrics:
Yo vengo muy picante
Tengo to el flow
Tengo traficantes they be moving
Out the dope
Nosotros tamo en alta BMR we the gang
No me importa de usted cuss
We locked in
BMR BMR
Go!
What
Ayeeee
I'm back now, they counted me out but I'm back now
I was sleeping on the floor I got racks now BMR we ain't
playboy bunnies
I was in high school sellin' hella shhhh to the junkies
I almost dropped out, yeah they thought a nigga was a flunky
Nigga BMR ain't shit
(Its Barthromew)
yeah
BMR!!!
[chorus]
Back Flippin' now her ass whipin'
Volume set on super bass, ears bleedin'
She be screamin for my label,cash
(hmmmmm, hmmmm,)
Yeah,
BMR
Free Frank, (hmmmmm)
Hugo
BMR Boss (hmmmmmm)
Started this shit really
Bling Bling see my chain it hit harder in the night
BMM BMR Boss Imma claim that
Treat a bitch like Huggies tell her pull up, on me
Posted onna island like James, Coney
Blow money like magic make it
Overthinking really hurts
Until the point you cry
What if this song doesn't go any far
Maybe I should've never done B.M.R.
Should I doubt everything I see
Like
fucking want it
Rich niggas still dead niggas
Poor niggas still dead niggas
God and Satan still bitch niggas
Fuck the world I don't fuck with em
BMR still
00:13 Im killin all demons
00:15 they arrest me in a pain dayn night
00:17 They tryna pull me through but
00:18 간사하게도 피해가 난
00:20 우리 집앞에 Bmr
getting cheddar. My diamonds looking wetter. (oh yeah yeah)
Vvs no si that’s big drip, riding around with that big stick, that’s BMR that’s real shit. (oh
you know the reason
Big big Bricko got that sauce kid
BHP that's horses
BMR that's bosses
Steady counting blessings not losses
Family eat good dont care
Feeling like aye
Snoop Dogg in 96
Feeling like
Been getting a BMR so I copped that
Dis a movie we shooting so cock back
Ain't none of your plans can top
Even when I get the fame
Promise to remain the same
BMR I need the chain
Please stop hatin on my gang
And that's my advice
Betta listen twice
It'll save
never been down like me
Not just no rappers lil dude
We get this guap by all means
I drop some clothes at my og krib
BMR ona plane
Nowadays I forget
I'm on that Zoe time
SG
BMR
1Z
Let's do it
Look slangin iron bullets flying
Leave without a trace
Niggas dying mama's crying
Murder was the case
Be
já dominei
Mais grana gastei
Esse pela matei
Katana Yakuza
Já te fatiei
É BMR
Faço minhas leis
LABO
Brr brr
fuga dos home
Ring ring
tocou meu
Tired of this side
Yeah
BMR niggas on stud
Working and getting the plug
Fuck the results
Starting with drums
Fuck up this zone
Starting with loops
Fuck
Jump rope
If she aint giving head then tell her Ass nope
BMR then gang and the mutha fucking Label
Im trappin outside phat ma fuck Cable
Bitch pop a perc
They got the fever
Oooh
Let's change lanes
In that blacked out bmr
Fuck yo man and his two seater
I got that heater
I got that freezer
She know Imma
[intro]
BMR!!!
Aye
[chorus]
Drivin fast, fast (skr)
I'm a real defination of a bandit (whoa)
Driving fast fast, might just end up in a damn crash
noche
Tu serás mía
David
Dįzzy
Bmr
of dreams
Saticoy wrapping up a 12hr session
With a beat from the BMR Beem
Got me in my feels like Shiggy on the gram
Like, you know what that means
So
only one
Laaaaah laaaa! laaaa! laaaa! laaaa! laaaa! laaaa!
Ooh baby
Laaaaah laaaa! laaaa! laaaa! laaaa! laaaa! laaaa!
Mmmm BMR mmmm
Jax Vibes
aint apart of me, Obito I spawned a tree
BMR with alchemy, built my road from balconies
Used to wanna jump em now I'm walking to my mystery
I still beat
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