Bompton lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck with the gang and watch how they gon' off him
So many sticks yall n*ggas don't want problems
Flipping the pack, I'm getting to them-
Big B, n*gga, but I ain't from Boston
f*ck with the gang and watch how they gon' off him
So many sticks, yall n*ggas don't want problems
Flipping the pack, I'm getting to them commas

(Jurassic Park)
(Welcome to Clinton County)

[Chorus]
Fifty lil n*gga, you know how I'm rocking
Pull up on they block, now them bodies droppin'
f*cked up the pad, now I'm back to robbing
Gangland on my block, the sh*t feel like Bompton
On gangway, they banging like Its Bompton
Send a n*gga down back cause that n*gga oppin'
I don't trust a soul cause these n*ggas be floppin'
Hit him with a stick, now I got him droppin'
One start shooting, n*gga, I ain't stopping
I will not surrender, that is not an option
I will not surrender, that is not an option
Thirty stick on me and It came from Austin
Big B n*gga but I ain't from Boston
f*ck with the gang and watch how they gon' off him
So many sticks yall n*ggas don't want problems
Flipping the pack, I'm getting to them commas

[Verse 1: Slimesito]
Forеign b*tch on me she from the Bahamas
Caught his ass up and hit him with two llamas
Cut that b*tch off at that hoе with the drama
Green Glock on me, call that sh*t a goblin
Kstacks slacking, you know I'm gon rob him
Mini Draco on me singin' like It's [?]
Run him off the block, now he paying homage
So many [?]
Just took your b*tch but I ain't hold her hostage
Water on my wrist, It look like a faucet
Five bricks and they dumped off at my closet
Made a shirt dirty then I had to toss it
Yall getting sh*t, you know I'm on that moshing
Two shooters on me and they toting Glock sticks
Just did a drill and almost lost it
Free the boy up, he was toting chopsticks
Took his ass off cause he on that opp sh*t
Free the boy Chapo, know that he gon pop sh*t
Try to set me up, bro [?] hit it
Five shooters and they hoppin' out the sprinter
Stick thug n*gga I will not surrender
That n*gga want beef, I put him in a blender
Goofy ass n*gga, you just a pretender
Beef with me you won't make it past the winter
Two Glocks on me, I'm a born sinner
Your b*tch trynna f*ck, cause she know I'm that n*gga
Put his ass on the plane, now his ass dinner
Took his ass off, he is not no real n*gga
[Chorus]
Fifty lil n*gga, you know how I'm rocking
Pull up on they block, now them bodies droppin'
f*cked up the pad, now I'm back to robbing
Gangland on my block, the sh*t feel like Bompton
On gangway, they banging like Its Bompton
Send a n*gga down back cause that n*gga oppin'
I don't trust a soul cause these n*ggas be floppin'
Hit him with a stick, now I got him droppin'
One start shooting, n*gga, I ain't stopping
I will not surrender, that is not an option
I will not surrender, that is not an option
Thirty stick on me and It came from Austin
Big B n*gga but I ain't from Boston
f*ck with the gang and watch how they gon' off him
So many sticks yall n*ggas don't want problems
Flipping the pack, I'm getting to them commas