Lyrics:
I pull up and I hop out now its time to go and cause a scene
I'm trying to get to Cali and puff on the bombest trees
Im here to leave a legacy I
You aint got the juice like me
You aint got the juice like me
Rolling up the bombest trees
Living out your fantasy
You aint got the juice like me
I smoke the bombest tree. Boy, I know you mad at me
What the hell you see every time you look at me?
A motherfucking G cruising through the back
chocolate
Icy a comet
You got the bomb-est
No competition
Drop that wap make it boom-bi-yay
All mine cause I move like Ye
Hit my line all the time cant wait
I just made it crazy yeah
Pull up in that 80's yeah
Pocket full of payments
Really shooting if I'm aiming it
Bombest on yo playlist had to pop out
I'm tryna fix your plumbing, tryna fix your internet
You say you babysitting, you can put that kid to bed
Leave you inebriated when I get the bombest
Redemption like
We been lit
Face down, ass up, vicious (woah)
Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed
Backshots finna go down when we leave
a place with the bombest beaches and marijuana
One day I’mma run away but I don’t wanna
Gotta change the scenery I’m sorry to my momma
I gotta leave
2 3 4
Dago is city where the palm trees grow
Where we got the bombest women That'll make you explode
And that's how we do it here
In the West Coast
to gimme the bombest
It's Mr. Bedroom Bully yeah you heard about me
Go head bend it over poke that ass out
Yeah it's the bedroom bully girl you heard about
Yeah
Yeah I've been alright
Baby girl know I've been alright
You been on fine
Make some stew tonight
Yeah
Baby girl you know you make the
Bombest
the bombest just being honest
Yeah
Thank God I got you all night
If you ask girl I'm ready for the flight
Do whatever for you girl I might
Use every body part
or a reason to tell you
Clutch your cross i promise when it comes to moms you're the bombest
I’ve been doing you the wrongest, I just want you to know you
the bombest head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got fam, don't need your pussy anyway
OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin'
All these karats
the bombest weed in your town
Now, I'm a smoker
Now you know what that mean?
Check this out Fiend, everytime a nigga go outta town
Somebody always approach me
The bombest weed smoke that'll make a nigga choke
To my locs way down in the Valley deep
To my homies in the Pound from L.A. and the Beach
To my bulls out in
thousand on JPG, flake ashes from the bombest weed
Lamborghini truck (yeah), trap house wishes (trap house wishes)
I step in I blew a bag, I see bitches
I talk shit but I back it up
You niggas don't go hard as me
So why the fuck you mad at us
I'm rolling up the bombest weed
The first one wasn't fat
The necklace chipped up, the charm it flash
Could fuck up your eyes like the bombest hash
See the reason why chicks let me palm they ass
All I gotta do is let
the bombest goddamn girl in our whole school
If I could pull her, not only would I become more popular
But I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time
I ain't got no time for no bitches
I gotta clock my dough clownin'
Hittin' switches in a green 6-4
With the drink on deck and the bombest indo
The bombest weed smoke that'll make a nigga choke
To my locs way down in the Valley deep
To my homies in the Pound from L.A. and the Beach
To my bulls out in
to weed I smoke them bombest
Hold it down, maybe the gang is what you could be a part of
I treat you special 'cause you very special
I treat you
Cross the bombest
We blowing up your house
Killing your parents and coming back to get your foster mommas
I'm as good at keeping a promise
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