Boom Boom

[Intro]
The girl next door, y'know?

[Verse 1: KILL STACY]
Ayy, walked in this bitch, got the pipe all up on me
Big .45, put that right on yo' homie
Glock bake a nigga, you think that this is [?]
And I thought he was hard 'til I told him to show me
Can't play with these niggas, the glick not from Sony
Can't parlay with these niggas, these niggas some phonies
Hit him three times, got him feelin' like Tony
Really pull up on a nigga, have him smokin' like dodi
I do that nigga like Arias, Jodi
No rules in these streets, get jumped, I'm like Joey
Double his block, hit that bitch with a relay
I pull up at yo' school and do you like Lil TJay
Niggas know I don't fuck with that, "He say, she say"
Niggas actin' fishy, I'ma cut him like a filet
I hit that boy and then I hit the freeway
Glock hit yo' top, probably knock off yo' B-Ray
Knock off yo' cap 'fore I knock it off for you
And that boy wanted war, so we give his ass D-Day
I pop that boy on the floor of the [?]
Still shoot that bitch [?]
[?], he must think he a warrior
Can't fuck with these bitches, these bitches be annoyin', huh
Don't even know that bitch name in the mornin', huh
Car a piece of a shit, can't leave, gotta warm it up
Look like you got some new shit to be focused on
Face you be makin', lil' boy, get yo' bogus on
My bitch a ten, rub it in like it's quarter zone
He want a half, only gave him [?]
Choppa like singin', I name that bitch [?]
I'm in the trap, bustin' skins like I'm [?]
We hit that boy, give a fuck if his mommy home
Walk in the spot with the chop like this Johnny Holmes
I got the drop, finna find out what homie on
Drum love shootin', [?], turn the tommy on
Nigga, put that shit up on his momma, get his momma gone
And that nigga show me where she live, he missin' chromosomes

[Verse 2: Lsg Esco]
I'm in his crib like I'm Home Alone
Hopped in this bitch, oh yeah, get the stove on
I got this bitch in the trap with no clothes on
I'm juggin' the plug, we did him so wrong
Then I'm so gone, bitch, I'm so throwed
I make a opp drop, just like a yo-yo
I got this bitch on my dick like a pogo
I keep me a stick 'cause you know we is yolo, bitch
I keep a stick like it's Polo
I done did shit that you never know, though
Slide with the gang, we deep in a Tahoe
Fucked up streets, so I'm dodgin' the potholes
Fuck that bitch, she ain't my ho
Bitch ran through, like Rasco
Bro tried to swing, he got popped though
Just like his momma, he got knocked up

[Verse 3: LSG PRADA]
Ayy, that ain't no juice, it ain't Wok
Why is you fakin' that block?
We spinnin' that shit and we lookin' for opps
Only thing I'm finna duck is the cops
Light Switch Gang, bitch, we on top
Give me yo' chain or you could get popped
These niggas cappin' 'bout shit that they not
I'm in the trap, tryna run up a lot
I'm with the gang, tryna get in yo' spot
I took his ho, now she givin' me top
I know you mad and you wish it would stop
Yeah, we know that you broke and don't got no guap