My Bobo (feat. Herm)

Berge always flexin'

Fuck it, let's do it

Uh, uh, uh

Now, hold on

Baow, hold on

Look, light that dope up, Bobo

I'm here with Herm, ****, yeah

Say, Hit, this that raw shit, yeah

Baow, baow, man

Baow, baow

****

Look, huh

Bitch, I'm in here with my Bobo

.45 hold thirty, diamonds from my head to toes

Yeah, bitch, you already know I'm out my fuckin' mind

In the streets we get you bitch sittin' at the jail

But get you hit, you pussy **** don't exist, you best respect my mind

You know Herm with that shit, he keep a stick to get you hit

I'm right behind, he get back up, watch how I walk him down

Threw that boy a .30, Bobo

I'ma do him cool

Just tell me when you caught that lil' bitch, I just wan' watch the news

Watch the news, pussy boys got blues, they can't fuck with us

It ain't no clues, tape him by my shoes, ain't no catchin' us (Baow)

I could tell you how I fucked him up (Baow)

I could tell you how I sprayed the truck (Baow-baow)

I could tell you how that chopper got one drinkin' out a straw

Under that B frontin' your boy, now he owe me one

And I'ma show you somethin'

I catch a opp, O.P., I make him bleed, that's how we bomin'

One .223, I catch him bad and kill him front his mama

Bro, can you please tell these people they don't want no fuckin' problems?

Baow-baow, huh, huh

****, look

Bitch, I'm in here with my Bobo

What we on in here? Bitch, we in here on that Paw-Paw

Bitch, yeah huh, huh, look

You **** pussy and don't want no problems

I keep that chopper at you, I'll pop it, uh-huh

I be thuggin', YoungBoy, I be wildin' (Ooh)

I'm out my body, make me pop you in your noggin, look (Ooh)

Shit, bitch, let the Glock choose

It's me or you, whoever die, first one put them tears inside your body eye

North, I know you heard about that side

Pussy boy spin you 'round, you won't make it out

Dump shit, bitch

I'm gangster, ****

Bobo, you already know I'm out my body

The bitch don't wanna fuck with us, man

You don't cut up like me

Ol' bitch, you know—, bitch, you know who, shit that grab the shovel

I'ma show you

I'm fifteen bodies up, tell 'em fuck with us

****, get your head bust, I'm tryna cut you up

Got a knife on top that chopper and it'll slice ya up

Pussy, he don't want no problem, don't wan' do nothin' with us

Baow-baow, bitch, I be Bobo

Baow-baow, bitch, I be Bobo

Baow-baow, bitch, that's my Bobo

And I could tell you how he laid 'bout five down with that pole