Boom lyrics

[Intro]
(I got Hitman on the beat)
(Ay-ay-ayo Bleu)
Said I'm boomed up, lost my mind, I'm in this b*tch
I ain't got no mind, n*ggas playin' us
Ooh, I would never play with pus*y n*ggas (Come on)
Mhm, hold on

[Chorus]
Ooh, boomed up, I'm in this b*tch
I just downed my cup, now I'm gon' do my sh*t
I get to crankin', powered up, I get it poppin' in this b*tch
We got them shots on all of us, we solve the problem when it hit

[Verse]
Hold on, two lines 'fore I go in
That's what my youngin said (That's what he said)
Tryna leave a n*gga dead
Kill him, he say, "Powder head"
Turnt up, I'm full of meds
Tweaked out, tryna peel his head
Bootin' up with my gun in hand
They starin' like I came back from dead
Aim this b*tch, shoot at his eyes
Resurrection, leavе him crucified
Murder zone whеn my n*ggas slide
Slang that pistol, all you hear is tires
Too official, it ain't televised
Celebration when the n*gga die
All laughs when his family cry
'Cause they be screamin', "f*ck the other side," but can't do nothin' with me
Heard that I'm back, know I'm strapped with semis, they report it to the city (Oh yeah)
I say murder already written and any b*tch can get it
You know I'm doped up in the chauffeur, I got them shottas with me
Yeah, b*tch, and I know what, you ain't gon' f*ck with me or nobody with me
You know it's dumb, you gon' do somethin' and lose your mind (Gon' lose your mind)
Soon as we come, b*tch, you gon' leave your soul behind (Soul behind)
Xans off in the clip but confident that this a sober iron
Soon as I use this b*tch, it's accurate, n*gga, check out how I'm firin' (Bah-bah)
Turn it loud, I'm on that sh*t right now
Bow-bow, make that n*gga bump it down
Plenty Benjis but I clock in with my brother, plenty pounds
I need that pack, like where it's at? He cappin' now, huh, huh?
I told that nat I ain't want that cat, that pus*y frowned, uh-uh
Put her on a track, she bringin' it back like safe and sound
Put it in her back, pullin' out her tracks, b*tch, turn around (Turn around)
I'ma stick her up (Stick her up)
Might lay it down (Might lay it down)
Could be 12 PM or AM, in the morning I wake up rollin' (Wake up rollin')
Refilling my cup with that muddy, I can't control it
What the f*ck is up? I'ma shoot this sh*t, you do somethin' bogus
Don't turn me down, I need six more, the Xanax on me (I feel out my body)
[Chorus]
Ooh, boomed up, I'm in this b*tch
I just downed my cup, now I'm gon' do my sh*t
I get to crankin', powered up, I get it poppin' in this b*tch
We got them shots on all of us, we solve the problem when it hit
Ooh, boomed up, I'm in this b*tch
I just downed my cup, now I'm gon' do my sh*t
I get to crankin', powered up, I get it poppin' in this b*tch
We got them shots on all of us, we solve the problem when it hit