Boom (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Pappy]
It's catch a opp, whack a opp
Spot a opp, drop a opp
Boy I'm on that
I ain't gon' show it, unless a n*gga gon' blow that
Boy, I got this b*tch on me, better act like you know that
I got alot of money, never put a hoe before that
Paying they respects to a n*gga, like they owe that
See, I'm from the pole, where it''s cold, where it snow at
Where if you ain't ridin' then my n*ggas come and tow that
I got hoes on my di*k, man them hoes wanna eat for the fun
b*tch I got hoes got money, got guns
n*ggas stay outta my business 'cause they know I ain't for none
You will get whacked, don't lack, n*gga run
If you scared go to church, better act like a nun an still get taxed if you want a verse done
Got pills, weed, crack by the ton (hol' on!)
It's catch a opp, whack a opp
n*gga, we don't play around
My n*ggas still up with them guns, that'll lay em down
If them cops come patrolling, n*gga we don't make a sound (shhh!)
That's how it's supposed to go
You up the pole, n*gga, you was supposed to blow
My n*ggas post up on the corner, like they own the store
You better take your ass home before that chrome explode!
'Cus n*gga I'm gon' blow, my bro gon' blow
Skeeno gon blow, Witzsco gon blow (let's
Ho!)
Even my b*tch gon blow, n*gga I ain't even gotta say sh*t no more
Your guns is for show, stop cappin', n*gga
Better stop lackin' while it's crackin' n*gga
No we ain't ducking no action, n*gga
My double G's, tuck that ratchet, n*gga
It go BOOM (the f*ck!)
[Hook x2]
Man, n*ggas know I ain't for none of that (none of that)
I wish a n*gga wood, like a lumberjack
Scotty off the Molly and Lil Von is rollin' up the yack
I got a MAC, and that b*tch go "aracchhh" (aracchhh)
Semi-automatic, it take off a n*gga back
Put the pump to his chest, like an asthma attack
Get whacked!
n*ggas hidin' ,they ain't never say where they at
Let's get it!
Big ass gun that's dirty
Long ass clip hold thirty
Long ass barrel on the [?]
Semi-automatic on the K
I be on the Pole, where it's cold
I be on the road, doin' shows
n*gga I'm with Spazz, that's bro
And we don't give a f*ck 'bout no hoes

[Verse 2: PBG Spazz]
Know a n*gga know about spazz out
Run up on you, MAC fully loaded, with the mask out
You a' get poked, tryna stunt with your cash out
All I roll is dope, get me fried 'till pass out
Catch a n*gga lackin', he ain't got it, take his ass out
Dump a n*gga body, like I'm 'bout to take the trash out
I be off this Remy, got this Henny, I'ma smash out
Boy, I know you f*ck n*ggas don't want me to spazz out
I'm the last man n*ggas wanna f*ck with
I don't give a f*ck, tell a f*ck n*gga suck di*k
Gucci, Louie, Prada, and designer, and a Trukfit
We out, blow him down if a n*gga lookin' suspect
I know none of y'all n*ggas expect this
Word around town is Lil Spazz gon' wreck sh*t
Shout out to his neck, he ain't even want his necklace
And I don't want sex, b*tch
I only want the neck, b*tch
I'm the same n*gga, still nothin' changed, n*gga
I just want the money, I ain't in it for the fame, n*gga
You a lame .n*gga, I don't know what came with ya
You a' get stained. you gon' get changed n*gga
I don't bang with ya, never been insane with ya
You ain't PBG or TFG, I wouldn't hang with ya
[?]
n*ggas say they don't f*ck with me, I don't even blame n*ggas
'Cus I be poled up, hell ya, shown up
The windows rolled down, when I roll up
In a foreign ass car, doin' donuts
Boy, I'm from the Pole, where it's colder than cold cut
Double-M, 2 Cups, tear that pole up
The remix can't stop, b*tch I go nuts
Thirty on me stickin' out, n*gga, don't touch
n*ggas know, and b*tches know that I'm gon' buss
[Hook x3]
Man, n*ggas know I ain't for none of that (none of that)
I wish a n*gga wood, like a lumberjack
Scotty off the Molly and Lil Von is rollin' up the yack
I got a MAC, and that b*tch go "aracchhh" (aracchhh)
Semi-automatic, it take off a n*gga back
Put the pump to his chest, like an asthma attack
Get whacked!
n*ggas hidin' ,they ain't never say where they at
Let's get it!
Big ass gun that's dirty
Long ass clip hold thirty
Long ass barrel on the [?]
Semi-automatic on the K
I be on the Pole, where it's cold
I be on the road, doin' shows
n*gga I'm with Spazz, that's bro
And we don't give a f*ck 'bout no hoes