Hacked by Isis lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, Hacked by Isis 2016 (Haha)
Shouts to Bluedrake
Shouts to Dustarrow
Shouts to all the homies
(Uh, yeah)

[Chorus]
I'm the mother f*cking bomb
I'm about to blow, all you b*tches better move along
Every single strand that I'm smoking hella strong
I've got 37 b*tches at the crib in just a thong
Like woah

I'm the mother f*cking bomb
I'm about to blow, you b*tches better move along
Every single strain that I been smoking hella strong
I've got 37 b*tches in the crib in just a thong

[Verse]
If you're thinking that you're better than a veteran could ever be
Makin' a mistake at any second that you mess with me
Runnin' with the verse up, yeah I got the recipe
And thinking it's my destiny, to make beats, rest in peace
So f*ck it, if you competition go ahead and kick the bucket
Run up in the function, tell your b*tch that she can suck it
Then I headed for some twins, like I'm on my Kirby Puckett
sh*t, I gotta a lot of wins, no L's on my record
Throwin' elbows, close cells for the record
Take your b*tch to the hotel, get her wetter
Never call back, oh well, send a letter like Bueller
'Cept cooler, I'm a smart kid I ain't never need a tutor
Trying to get a couple hundred bucks for a computer
So that I can keep on making music in the future
They say that I'm a vet 'cause the competition neutered
Leave em in stupor as the single greatest hosier
Who has ever lived, yeah
Make it rain, we the weather men
b*tch at the front door beggin' if i let her in
Tell er maybe, Cuz everyday be crazy
Never lazy, but I stay rephrasing
Take your female, act so shaken
But give her back stirred like That's so Raven
Make a Martini, Bar Genie
Too smart with this part if the part's easy
Set Fiji with knowledge like I'm in the garage
With Tai Lopez and a new Lamborghini
Read a book a day
f*cking with me, then you get put away
Tell me the things that I straight should't say
I'll say them all in the most crooked way
Like f*ck
Like f*ck
Back to the chorus I guess