Spirit Bomb
๐ต 2498 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:32 duration
๐ ID: 9743764
๐ Lyrics
Ladies and gentlemen
My kicks Louis Vuit, bet you thought I was gonna say kang
Jumped on the mic, flows too deep
Bet you thought I was gonna say nang
Try set pace like I never could be
Bet you thought I was gonna say ran
Man got stomped and dashed the next man
Man got burst and left with that tan
Man can't ever try chat to a g
A-J-T from M-T-P
Light skin yout from T-N-T
Raised in the south just like F-T
Raised in the south like grizzy one fifty
So I don't ever stray far from a nizzy
If I ain't in a trap house with a Pyrex
Then I'm at a girls yard sucking on titties
Drop bombs in a pagan's bunker
In beef I was raised with the hunger
Old man tryna talk shit about straps
You can be the first one-bunned by a younger
Take breath and soul with that pumper
Leave man a donut hole in that jumper
Hide food and teeth at that girls crib
Blue foot baby mum with that bumper
Her own yard so it's bless up
Two two yard food then I undress her
Got bare white air force ones in their boxes
Cos I always gotta stay fresh like Pressure
Cos I always gotta stay fresh like Deadly
Drop bare heat in mugs like Tetley
Man get beef and call me bare pepper
Call that dish South African medley
x2
In the trap with the press
Whip and flex
Brick phone in my right hand
Pyrex in my left
Chef up the bomb ting
Spirit Bomb
You niggas on a long ting
But I get it gone
If you got work and you ain't in a gang
Then your works gotta go fam
Yeah I'm mara but the strap works
Better get with the program
I got 70 up on the bench skinny nigga
Feeling like Konan
Plus I got skills in the kitchen
Whip work looking like Bojan
Run a boy down in my 1-10s
Run a boy down in my nineties
I was bad from a young boy primary
Running youts down in the 90s (94)
Move out the way don't chill
If you see me hop out in my Nikeys
Cab door slide (whoosh)
You'll be running off from my YGs
Meet cutes talking bout smoke
True I patted up man's wifey (Let me press that)
Couldn't give a fuck she was scratching me up
I could tell that she liked me (J-Bag)
See the pagan get drawn fast
Put them on the spot like a high beam
Snap, Snap, Snap when the cannon goes splash
You ain't posing for IG (Stop posing)
Spirit Bomb no two two
See man run with smoke it's like choo choo
Thought it was that until you got moved to
Yeah I'm the boss and yeah I'm the Mewtwo
Bare man screaming "Look it's that pagan"
Hand in the pouch is screaming out Who Who
Man ain't gonna take it old school like Blue's Clues
Leave man's face all purple like Fruit Shoot
My kicks Louis Vuit, bet you thought I was gonna say kang
Jumped on the mic, flows too deep
Bet you thought I was gonna say nang
Try set pace like I never could be
Bet you thought I was gonna say ran
Man got stomped and dashed the next man
Man got burst and left with that tan
Man can't ever try chat to a g
A-J-T from M-T-P
Light skin yout from T-N-T
Raised in the south just like F-T
Raised in the south like grizzy one fifty
So I don't ever stray far from a nizzy
If I ain't in a trap house with a Pyrex
Then I'm at a girls yard sucking on titties
Drop bombs in a pagan's bunker
In beef I was raised with the hunger
Old man tryna talk shit about straps
You can be the first one-bunned by a younger
Take breath and soul with that pumper
Leave man a donut hole in that jumper
Hide food and teeth at that girls crib
Blue foot baby mum with that bumper
Her own yard so it's bless up
Two two yard food then I undress her
Got bare white air force ones in their boxes
Cos I always gotta stay fresh like Pressure
Cos I always gotta stay fresh like Deadly
Drop bare heat in mugs like Tetley
Man get beef and call me bare pepper
Call that dish South African medley
x2
In the trap with the press
Whip and flex
Brick phone in my right hand
Pyrex in my left
Chef up the bomb ting
Spirit Bomb
You niggas on a long ting
But I get it gone
If you got work and you ain't in a gang
Then your works gotta go fam
Yeah I'm mara but the strap works
Better get with the program
I got 70 up on the bench skinny nigga
Feeling like Konan
Plus I got skills in the kitchen
Whip work looking like Bojan
Run a boy down in my 1-10s
Run a boy down in my nineties
I was bad from a young boy primary
Running youts down in the 90s (94)
Move out the way don't chill
If you see me hop out in my Nikeys
Cab door slide (whoosh)
You'll be running off from my YGs
Meet cutes talking bout smoke
True I patted up man's wifey (Let me press that)
Couldn't give a fuck she was scratching me up
I could tell that she liked me (J-Bag)
See the pagan get drawn fast
Put them on the spot like a high beam
Snap, Snap, Snap when the cannon goes splash
You ain't posing for IG (Stop posing)
Spirit Bomb no two two
See man run with smoke it's like choo choo
Thought it was that until you got moved to
Yeah I'm the boss and yeah I'm the Mewtwo
Bare man screaming "Look it's that pagan"
Hand in the pouch is screaming out Who Who
Man ain't gonna take it old school like Blue's Clues
Leave man's face all purple like Fruit Shoot
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.13] Ladies and gentlemen
[00:28.25] My kicks Louis Vuit, bet you thought I was gonna say kang
[00:31.20] Jumped on the mic, flows too deep
[00:32.82] Bet you thought I was gonna say nang
[00:34.44] Try set pace like I never could be
[00:36.21] Bet you thought I was gonna say ran
[00:37.94] Man got stomped and dashed the next man
[00:39.62] Man got burst and left with that tan
[00:41.47] Man can't ever try chat to a g
[00:43.11] A-J-T from M-T-P
[00:44.73] Light skin yout from T-N-T
[00:46.52] Raised in the south just like F-T
[00:48.23] Raised in the south like grizzy one fifty
[00:50.01] So I don't ever stray far from a nizzy
[00:51.64] If I ain't in a trap house with a Pyrex
[00:53.38] Then I'm at a girls yard sucking on titties
[00:55.10] Drop bombs in a pagan's bunker
[00:57.08] In beef I was raised with the hunger
[00:58.68] Old man tryna talk shit about straps
[01:00.25] You can be the first one-bunned by a younger
[01:02.04] Take breath and soul with that pumper
[01:03.79] Leave man a donut hole in that jumper
[01:05.34] Hide food and teeth at that girls crib
[01:07.21] Blue foot baby mum with that bumper
[01:08.90] Her own yard so it's bless up
[01:10.75] Two two yard food then I undress her
[01:12.12] Got bare white air force ones in their boxes
[01:14.02] Cos I always gotta stay fresh like Pressure
[01:16.14] Cos I always gotta stay fresh like Deadly
[01:17.48] Drop bare heat in mugs like Tetley
[01:19.34] Man get beef and call me bare pepper
[01:21.09] Call that dish South African medley
[01:22.54] x2
[01:23.24] In the trap with the press
[01:24.79] Whip and flex
[01:26.39] Brick phone in my right hand
[01:28.55] Pyrex in my left
[01:30.14] Chef up the bomb ting
[01:31.91] Spirit Bomb
[01:33.83] You niggas on a long ting
[01:35.66] But I get it gone
[01:50.65] If you got work and you ain't in a gang
[01:52.45] Then your works gotta go fam
[01:53.80] Yeah I'm mara but the strap works
[01:55.36] Better get with the program
[01:57.30] I got 70 up on the bench skinny nigga
[01:58.99] Feeling like Konan
[02:00.66] Plus I got skills in the kitchen
[02:02.08] Whip work looking like Bojan
[02:03.87] Run a boy down in my 1-10s
[02:05.42] Run a boy down in my nineties
[02:07.32] I was bad from a young boy primary
[02:08.97] Running youts down in the 90s (94)
[02:10.97] Move out the way don't chill
[02:12.44] If you see me hop out in my Nikeys
[02:14.46] Cab door slide (whoosh)
[02:15.82] You'll be running off from my YGs
[02:17.66] Meet cutes talking bout smoke
[02:19.18] True I patted up man's wifey (Let me press that)
[02:21.26] Couldn't give a fuck she was scratching me up
[02:22.66] I could tell that she liked me (J-Bag)
[02:24.83] See the pagan get drawn fast
[02:25.94] Put them on the spot like a high beam
[02:27.90] Snap, Snap, Snap when the cannon goes splash
[02:29.78] You ain't posing for IG (Stop posing)
[02:31.74] Spirit Bomb no two two
[02:33.09] See man run with smoke it's like choo choo
[02:34.73] Thought it was that until you got moved to
[02:36.38] Yeah I'm the boss and yeah I'm the Mewtwo
[02:38.01] Bare man screaming "Look it's that pagan"
[02:39.86] Hand in the pouch is screaming out Who Who
[02:41.55] Man ain't gonna take it old school like Blue's Clues
[02:43.26] Leave man's face all purple like Fruit Shoot
[02:59.22]
[00:28.25] My kicks Louis Vuit, bet you thought I was gonna say kang
[00:31.20] Jumped on the mic, flows too deep
[00:32.82] Bet you thought I was gonna say nang
[00:34.44] Try set pace like I never could be
[00:36.21] Bet you thought I was gonna say ran
[00:37.94] Man got stomped and dashed the next man
[00:39.62] Man got burst and left with that tan
[00:41.47] Man can't ever try chat to a g
[00:43.11] A-J-T from M-T-P
[00:44.73] Light skin yout from T-N-T
[00:46.52] Raised in the south just like F-T
[00:48.23] Raised in the south like grizzy one fifty
[00:50.01] So I don't ever stray far from a nizzy
[00:51.64] If I ain't in a trap house with a Pyrex
[00:53.38] Then I'm at a girls yard sucking on titties
[00:55.10] Drop bombs in a pagan's bunker
[00:57.08] In beef I was raised with the hunger
[00:58.68] Old man tryna talk shit about straps
[01:00.25] You can be the first one-bunned by a younger
[01:02.04] Take breath and soul with that pumper
[01:03.79] Leave man a donut hole in that jumper
[01:05.34] Hide food and teeth at that girls crib
[01:07.21] Blue foot baby mum with that bumper
[01:08.90] Her own yard so it's bless up
[01:10.75] Two two yard food then I undress her
[01:12.12] Got bare white air force ones in their boxes
[01:14.02] Cos I always gotta stay fresh like Pressure
[01:16.14] Cos I always gotta stay fresh like Deadly
[01:17.48] Drop bare heat in mugs like Tetley
[01:19.34] Man get beef and call me bare pepper
[01:21.09] Call that dish South African medley
[01:22.54] x2
[01:23.24] In the trap with the press
[01:24.79] Whip and flex
[01:26.39] Brick phone in my right hand
[01:28.55] Pyrex in my left
[01:30.14] Chef up the bomb ting
[01:31.91] Spirit Bomb
[01:33.83] You niggas on a long ting
[01:35.66] But I get it gone
[01:50.65] If you got work and you ain't in a gang
[01:52.45] Then your works gotta go fam
[01:53.80] Yeah I'm mara but the strap works
[01:55.36] Better get with the program
[01:57.30] I got 70 up on the bench skinny nigga
[01:58.99] Feeling like Konan
[02:00.66] Plus I got skills in the kitchen
[02:02.08] Whip work looking like Bojan
[02:03.87] Run a boy down in my 1-10s
[02:05.42] Run a boy down in my nineties
[02:07.32] I was bad from a young boy primary
[02:08.97] Running youts down in the 90s (94)
[02:10.97] Move out the way don't chill
[02:12.44] If you see me hop out in my Nikeys
[02:14.46] Cab door slide (whoosh)
[02:15.82] You'll be running off from my YGs
[02:17.66] Meet cutes talking bout smoke
[02:19.18] True I patted up man's wifey (Let me press that)
[02:21.26] Couldn't give a fuck she was scratching me up
[02:22.66] I could tell that she liked me (J-Bag)
[02:24.83] See the pagan get drawn fast
[02:25.94] Put them on the spot like a high beam
[02:27.90] Snap, Snap, Snap when the cannon goes splash
[02:29.78] You ain't posing for IG (Stop posing)
[02:31.74] Spirit Bomb no two two
[02:33.09] See man run with smoke it's like choo choo
[02:34.73] Thought it was that until you got moved to
[02:36.38] Yeah I'm the boss and yeah I'm the Mewtwo
[02:38.01] Bare man screaming "Look it's that pagan"
[02:39.86] Hand in the pouch is screaming out Who Who
[02:41.55] Man ain't gonna take it old school like Blue's Clues
[02:43.26] Leave man's face all purple like Fruit Shoot
[02:59.22]