Lyrics
I’m just bicken back being bool
I’m just bicken back being bool
I’m just bicken back being bool
I’m just bicken back being bool
I’m just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
I’m just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
Pull up on the block like what
Fuck the police, niggas better call the SWAT
I ain’t never played with the pot
I was in your house trying to find a spot to extend my knots
I went to jail for a flock, came home with a strike
You went to jail as a bitch, came home as a dyke
Nigga, yikes! I don’t play that shit
Wifey like SEGA, I don’t play that bitch
I’m a real Bompton nigga with a motherfucking attitude
Walk up in the spot, you would think that a nigga mad at you
I was on the block chilling, homies, what’s the mission?
Came back in a quickness, hoping there wasn’t no witness
And they came back shooting, my homies went back shooting
Ain’t nobody hittin' nothing, man this shit getting stupid
And my homies with the news so they grabbed that tool
This all started from a day of niggas bicken back being bool
Verse 2, the sun come down
You know when the sun come down the guns come out
Click clack bow bow, bow bow bow bow bow
I used to rob niggas, that’s probably why they try to rob my style
And karma is a motherfucking biatch
You got your homie in jail, you sniatch
All in the court telling the judge who it is
Like a bitch when you get to the pen, niggas on your wick
Niggas be lurking, bitches be slurping
Niggas got caught up on them Nextel’s chirpin
It’s a must in the county, I ain’t have no pagers
My bitch wouldn’t come see me, I was in there masturbating
Smoking on a bigarette, eating a bowl of bereal
Niggas on the block selling O’s like Cheerios
Ey nigga, nigga, nigga, I got a whole zone right now
Like right now right now
Like what you trying to do right now?
Meanwhile at a home invasion near you
These niggas was robbing your shit