Charli Baltimore

Charli Baltimore - BMB lyrics

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[Intro:]

What up, dwag?

They say they ain’t come here for no problems

Came here for this motherfucking money

Stay out my god damn way, I stay out of yours!

What? BMB!

Stepping to a mathematic number….

.. gotta excuse the absence!

Showtime lapses, you’ll understand better when you see my wrist!

It’s all about the chase, I chase money to chase the…

Quarter thugs, we just phase you out!

Anything, gangstas, killers, dealers

.. bring out the gorillas, and I stay shit on

Bitch, you’ll never catch me South ways

Flying up the highway to grind it on the driveway.

Slide grind, leaning to the left

With fifty calibers stacking in between my breast

Baby ride shot gun, my shot gun, my shot gun, my baby

Landed one eighty and tried not to pay me

Three sixties when I pull up on ‘em

With five cars behind me full of niggas is all one!

Hook:

We got them guys rolling

Rolling out with no emotion

They’re standing there frozen

Cause that trunk wide opened.

We’re rolling way too deep

Gone off that… too weak

They’re hollering out, “who we’re we?”

Shit nigga, it’s BMB!

It’s Mr. Motherfucker,

Responsible for making new niggas miserable!

He ain’t working in my city, nigga, you’re pitiful!

So when I see them gorillas and numbers just … coming and get you

You better run, nigga!

Out casted, outlawed

So, I’mma give a motherfucker about you all

Niggas still got rich without you all

I put this fifty in your motherfucker mouth, dwag!

Goon squad, …

Talk the shit to him, you didn’t bump to us

I go crazy, the city go rock it up

You niggas ain’t rocking shit, if you ain’t rocking with us!

Been this way, so never mind me!

Me and BMB it’s a sole sister…

But it’s right nigga!

What you know about real niggas combining?

Back in goon squad was yelling that who behind me?

Hook:

We got them guys rolling

Rolling out with no emotion

They’re standing there frozen

Cause that trunk wide opened.

We’re rolling way too deep

Gone off that… too weak

They’re hollering out, “who we’re we?”

Shit nigga, it’s BMB!

It’s a secret society, no notoriety

Niggas to the right of me, always gonna die for me

And I ain’t gotta pay them

I’m just not my…

And niggas ahead to lay ‘em, chaos and mayhem

Amen! Last words spoken

That’s… provoked and I tell ‘em I was joking

Oh hell, he gotta take it on the…

He lived thorugh the attack, my guy let a nigga in!

The battle’s called galactical, you come this way

Got four… accurate, they ain’t spectacular

And they ain’t shoot back at you until you can’t get one off

Five to the back of you, hoes get run off.

See me in your city, looking like I’m solo

But it’s fifty thugs with me, all looking like they’re tolo

Might be with the lil dwags, ain’t talking…

Bring a nigga up to … in your photos.

Hook:

We got them guys rolling

Rolling out with no emotion

They’re standing there frozen

Cause that trunk wide opened.

We’re rolling way too deep

Gone off that… too weak

They’re hollering out, “who we’re we?”

Shit nigga, it’s BMB!

BMB! BMB!

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