Bombing Lyrics – OTM Luke
Singer: OTM Luke
Title: Bombing
Lil’ b#tch wanna have my kids, like, oh my God (Yeah)
She said she wan’ suck me up (Suck me up)
Lick me up, like a mop (Like a mop)
And her friends, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Give me top, yeah, yeah (Slop, slop)
I’on f#ck with Koles, naw (f#ck Kole)
I’on f#ck with cops (f#ck cops)
Only f#ck with ballers (Ballers)
All my homies ballin’
Never will be fallin’ (Never)
All my homies locked in (Locked in)
Amen, hit ’em with the MAC-10
Shoot at him and all his friends (Boom, boom, boom)
We comin’ back to spin again (Boom, boom, boom)
Spin again (Like this)
Fortnite, hit ’em like a llama
All night, starting drama
Causin’ sh#t, we bombin’
Call me bin Laden
You can call me father
Yeah, I f#cked your daughter
And your bro, I shot him (Boom, boom)
Spotted then we got at him (Ba, ba)
His #ss looks like Brad from Grand Theft Auto (GTA)
Low chance of hitting him, yeah, he won the lotto
You are such a lame, bro (Lame b#tch)
Why you starting lingos? (Lingos)
sh#t is not funny, naw
sh#t is just corny
Yo’ #ss sound like Forky
I make your girl h#rn# (Make that b#tch)
Yeah, she got on top of me (Got on top)
Rode me like a car seat (Ride, ride)
Everytime I take her out to eat, yeah she tops me (That b#tch tops me)
Yeah, that b#tch mops me (Yeah, that b#tch mops me)
Yeah, that b#tch got me
I’ll admit, she got me
Yeah, yeah, she got me
Love her slimy kitty, yeah
And the way she f#cks me (She rides me)
Spoil her with money (Money, money, money)
p#ss# go so dummy
I think that b#tch loves me
Loves me, loves me (Love, love)
I think the b#tch loves me
To her, I’m her J.B
She can call me baby
Wife that b#tch?
Oh, maybe
Right now, she’s my lady (Just my lady)
Lately, we been having problems
She just saw her doctor
And I went to therapy
She been acting carefree
I feel like I’m Larry
Turn her to a Terry Berry (Larry, Larry, Larry)
Make her scream out Bloody Marry (Terry Berry)
Inspired by Gary Vee (Bloody Marry)
Feel like I’m off Compound V (Compound)
Got yo’ b#tch, she on my D
Don’t believe me?
You gon’ see
They don’t even believe me
They don’t even trust me
But they b#tches bustin’ me
They gon’ keep on f#ckin’ me
I give them good company (Good company)
They don’t wanna be lonely (Lonely)
I take lives like Harley Quinn
b#tch, I just started rappin’ (b#tch)
All these critics, they be jackin’ (They be jackin’ me)
All these drugs, I be packin’ (Pack, pack)
I’on even use them, I just sell them
All my pockets overfillin’
I had to get out my feelings
I had to get out my feelings (Feelings)
Making music, make it happen
Sound acoustic so it matters (So it matters)
Rap ’bout shootin’ brain matter
Tryna be me, get a ladder
If you compete, you get tired
She tell me that you a liar
She said she likes real fighters
Lil’ b#tch wanna have my kids, like, oh my God (Yeah)
She said she wan’ suck me up (Suck me up)
Lick me up, like a mop (Like a mop)
And her friends, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Give me top, yeah, yeah (Slop, slop)
I’on f#ck with Koles, naw (f#ck Kole)
I’on f#ck with cops (f#ck cops)
Only f#ck with ballers (Ballers)
All my homies ballin’
Never will be fallin’ (Never)
All my homies locked in (Locked in)
Amen, hit ’em with the MAC-10
Shoot at him and all his friends (Boom, boom, boom)
We comin’ back to spin again (Boom, boom, boom)
Spin again (Like this)
Fortnite, hit ’em like a llama
All night, starting drama
Causin’ sh#t, we bombin’
Call me bin Laden
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