Bomberman

[Verse One: $y G]
*pardon my wave if it's busting through
I see you drippin yeah you kinda cute
I was thinking we could bust a move
I got a couple plucks to make but baby what you tryna do
*got some gas and she pumpin too
Stinking up the club they say I'm actin fuckin fool
Grab ya friend and she comin too
She sleeping on a nigga satin pillows so she comfortable
*eat that pussy like a lunchable
Don't drip on clothes cuz them stains they can fuck wit you
We can do it all night, we can bust a fuckin move
Hop up in the whip for a bit and take off ya shoes
*ooh woo, balenciagas with the hat to match
Vetements and off white, she look like fuckin snack
See I'm in love with what's up under that
But baby i need it but I'll heat it like oven mat
*yeah, i can run with that
Need a fly shorty down to ride could you fuck with that
Thats game here's a quarter could you run it back
She lovin that so here's little something for ya troubles

{Verse Two: Infamou$ G}
I step in, hear the room pop
Bodies are dropped, necks-- twisted like clocks
Make the room freeze on the spot
Dont fuck - with me, ya'll are the opps
Make me pull up, knees -- buckle, yo body is slumped
Last thing you heard was the pump
Text from yo bitch, she trynna get fucked
She getting off for setting you up
Pull up in the drop top
Straight A, student she sharing her top
Doin whatever to get whatever she wants
Flicks for the gram, always trynna stunt
Ain't trynna front
She bustin it open she giving it up
Pretty lit to be blunt
Lost yo jawnt, theres no refund
Aye
Keep it hunnid, i hope you get your lunch; Aye
Keep it pushin, gon get mine, we eatin bruh; Aye
Keep it steppin, get the drip from my walk; Aye
Birdies keep cherpin, but silent when I talk; Aye
When you see me, you circus
Realize what my worth is
You get near me, get nervous
Cause theres a charge for my service
I'm fulfilling my purpose
Just like the picture was perfect
Now bow down to me servant
Cause now the tables are turning; Aye