Скачать Cokah Boom Boom Boom бесплатно в mp3

This shit hit like boom boom boom
Fix your face bitch stay on mute
I'm the coldest in the room
Bank account on Silver spoon
I no lie I tell the truth
My car has stars on the roof
Your mad, your bitch on the move
Oh dam, hell yea she get loose
Screamin bad gal summa like
Boom boom boom
That dj wrong for playin that song
He dun turned her on like
Boom boom boom
Yo bitch dead wrong
She dun dropped that thong
In the club for a random nigga
Boom boom boom
Who she a chat to
What she a chat bout
Boutta get hit like boom boom boom
Huh sis, what sis, you so childish
Fuck this fuck shit
Boom boom boom
Boom uh
I could tell she ain't talking bout nothing
I could tell she on Instagram fronting
Got no class got a broke nigga fucking
I mean
I ain't really out here judging
But if you on a broke hoe budget
Keep shit cute say nun bitch
Fuck boys out my face
Fuck snacks imma buffet
I rain on parades
You dont like me ok,
Yo money quiet, what u say
Park a bitch I'm valet
You ain't got no fengshui
Fix your face bitch stay on mute
I'm the coldest in the room
Bank account on Silver spoon
I no lie I tell the truth
My car has stars on the roof
Your mad, your bitch on the move
Oh dam, hell yea she get
Screamin bad gal summa like
Boom boom boom
That dj wrong for playin that song
He dun turned her on like
Boom boom boom
Yo bitch dead wrong
She dun dropped that thong
In the club for a random nigga
Boom boom boom
Who she a chat to
What she a chat bout
Boutta get hit like boom boom boom
Huh sis, what sis, you so childish
Fuck this fuck shit
Boom boom boom
Yo nigga think I'm the shit yea
Hangin on my clit yea
Bring me all them chips
Take a dip
Yea yea ah
Invest in my drip yea
Then upgrade my whip yea
When I'm done
I send him back too sis bye
Fuck boys out my face
Fuck snacks imma buffet
I rain on parades
You don't like me ok
Yo money quiet, what u say
Park a bitch I'm valet
You ain't got no fengshui
Boom boom boom
Fix your face bitch stay on mute
I'm the coldest in the room
Bank account on Silver spoon
I no lie I tell the truth
My car has stars on the roof
Your mad, your bitch on the move
Oh dam, hell yea she get loose
Screamin bad gal summa like
Boom boom boom
That dj wrong for playin that song
He dun turned her on like
Boom boom boom
Yo bitch dead wrong
She dun dropped that thong
In the club for a random nigga
Boom boom boom
Who she a chat to
What she a chat bout
Boutta get hit like boom boom boom
Huh sis, what sis, you so childish
Fuck this fuck shit
Boom boom boom