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b.o.m.d.s. - imshaunyy lyrics

[chorus]
i’m back on my dumb sh*t
these b*tches be making assumptions
n*ggas be hating for nothing
you getting me sick to my stomach
d*mn, what is my options
i’ma go zero to hundred
make a n*gga wanna go and get blunted
but a part of me is knowing they want it (knowing they want it)
you know i do it for the family (you know i do it for the bloodline)
way i work, such a masterpiece (way i work, masterpiece)
couple hoes getting mad at me (couple hoes, yeah they mad)
i don’t care for you actually (not at all, little b*tch)

[verse 1]
i’m done with the fake sh*t
these b*tches be testing my patience
you know i been steady debating
should i be living in dayton
or i leave my city and not giving a f*ck
i’m leaning towards that ‘cause y’all p*ssing me off
b*tches be snitching and n*ggas turn b*tches
‘cause b*tches and n*ggas ain’t walking the walk
n*ggas be capping like rodgers (woo!)
i don’t got nothing to promise (nah)
b*tches be wet for some drama (drama)
only get hard for my commas (my commas)
i been out stacking my problems (my problems)
i need a stack to come solve it (come solve it)
money making is the culprit
caution, you will be getting exhausted (woo!)
i don’t f*ck around, ain’t no d*cks in my circle
i shut it down like my kidneys ain’t working (yeah!)
cut me out, i was feeling so worthless
but f*ck it now, i’m not the one that you hurting (nah!)
bone head b*tches (b*tches)
spoon fed n*ggas (n*ggas)
ain’t sh*t hoes (hoes)
fake ass k!llers (facts)
hating n*ggas coming straight out of dayton
basic b*tches always want to go skating (ugh!)
get some inches ‘fore you making statement
i got to clip her while her n*gga get faded (yeah!)
need to whisper when i’m talking to you
she reads the scripture when i walk in the booth
fever blister, no need to mister, ain’t even kissed her, ‘cause i am the truth so i’m
[chorus]
i’m back on my dumb sh*t
these b*tches be making assumptions
n*ggas be hating for nothing
you getting me sick to my stomach
d*mn, what is my options
i’ma go zero to hundred
make a n*gga wanna go and get blunted
but a part of me is knowing they want it (knowing they want it)
you know i do it for the family (you know i do it for the bloodline)
way i work, such a masterpiece (way i work, masterpiece)
couple hoes getting mad at me (couple hoes, yeah they mad)
i don’t care for you actually (not at all, little b*tch)

[verse 2]
i been put in situations
the rumors i been facing
too many accusations
i feel like getting wasted
but i never do it, n*ggas always be lying
i tilt my head ‘cause b*tches always believe it
then they ask me, n*gga why ain’t you trying
i respond to her by not even speaking
b*tches get you tight (get tight)
n*ggas turning lame (turn lame)
every hoe alike (alike)
just a different name (facts)
i’m always feeling like (like what?)
i’m ‘bout to go insane (insane)
isolate on a dark night (yeah!)
b*tch, i’m bruce wayne (batman)
i ride around everyday on my own (yeah!)
i don’t want to speak to none of you n*ggas (nah!)
you think i’m playing but i never get featured
if i do it, i be fooling the picture (facts!)
b*tches speaking like i never been clear (yuh!)
say i want her but i just want to eat her
n*gga told me that this b*tch was a geeker (yup!)
she giving brain like i needed a teacher
stepped in this b*tch to wreck
with all disrespect
you don’t want to be a big regret
i’ll twist ya neck
i’m lookin’ for a b*tch to test
i chop n*ggas up, yeah, aim and shoot the tech
check if you ain’t the best
you must face the facts
i ain’t trying to go tit*for*tat
i’ll bring a mac
i see what you want attached
the bump stock tough, yeah, it’ll blast you back so i’m
[chorus]
i’m back on my dumb sh*t
these b*tches be making assumptions
n*ggas be hating for nothing
you getting me sick to my stomach
d*mn, what is my options
i’ma go zero to hundred
make a n*gga wanna go and get blunted
but a part of me is knowing they want it (knowing they want it)
you know i do it for the family (you know i do it for the bloodline)
way i work, such a masterpiece (way i work, masterpiece)
couple hoes getting mad at me (couple hoes, yeah they mad)
i don’t care for you actually (not at all, little b*tch)

- imshaunyy lyrics

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