pasto chris – booming lyrics
boomin
hook:
phone be boomin’ packs of loud inside the trap be movin’
if i don’t trust you than he shooting like im metro boomin
money dance and then i’m boolin’ i be acting clueless
i’m toking ls but i ain’t losing she already knew this (x2)
pasto chris verse:
get the bag run it up
i’m the one no runner up
money coming gotta f-ck it up
in the stu till the sun is up
ain’t no n-gg- taking from me
and that’s word to my mudda
i’m the number one stunna
shoot my shot and it’s b-tta
i’m the man now, got it planned out
n-gg- sneaking cut his life span down
try to play me but you can’t now
took his b-tch and got her pants down
p-ssy water but i can’t drown
got it locked got it clamped down
style drippy so i stand out
did it all without a handout
i been starving and the money been the motivation
higher up the road to riches been the one we taking
so much weed up in my body always feel amazing
sharingan up in my eyes you know i’m always baking
mixing purple with the pink it got a n-gg- faded
counting bread and n-gg-s wonder how the f-ck we make it
they never gave it all my life i hoad to f-cking take it
run the dash up on the foreign got my heart racing
hook:
phone be boomin’ packs of loud inside the trap be movin’
if i don’t trust you than he shooting like im metro boomin
money dance and then i’m boolin’ i be acting clueless
i’m toking ls but i ain’t losing she already knew this (x2)
lucid verse:
the jammy stupid
smoking cubans
her panties houston
she got brain like newton
my neck iced like a boston bruin
the trap is moving
this sh-t is healthy we puffing gluten
you dumbs is snoozing
but don’t be dreaming on la lucid
got pastoo he k!lling sh-t on the melodies
bottles of yak, feeling like a celebrity
don’t hold me back, i’ll leave a n-gg- like kennedy
the doctor struggling to wrap your head like a lebanese
the feta cheese i’m chasing
and man my ape is bathing
shorty caking
these thick thighs man shorty chafing
and ya just hating
my bank account like a math equation
burning sour, it take an hour like daylight savings
my team back
man green backs and blue faces
run the world, so we riddles by two faces
looses cases, a n-gg- was never too patient
money sweet, the addiction got my tooth aching
hook:
phone be boomin’ packs of loud inside the trap be movin’
if i don’t trust you than he shooting like im metro boomin
money dance and then i’m boolin’ i be acting clueless
i’m toking ls but i ain’t losing she already knew this (x2)
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