BHUM BUKKET RMX YADRIN
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "BHUM BUKKET RMX" by YADRIN. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
[Intro: ZillaKami and SosMula]
Strange moaning noises
[Hook: ZillaKami]
You look like people that I don't wanna know
You look like people that I don't wanna know
Cut, chains, then fade to black
Hoe, text, then fade to black
Break, necks, then fade to black
Take, names, then fade to black
Say they want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
[Verse 1: SosMula]
Big bloody SosMula cobra with the green beam
My niggas' shoot to kill bitch you and your clean beam
Free the max Rikers Island damn stay sing sing
Slit wrist oh my God shit is on bling bling
Big bricks oh my God pockets on ching ching
Ran off on the block promethazine fiend
No water in that order, bitch, I just drink lean
No water in that order, bitch, I just drink lean
Pull up on a nigga out the south side nigga
Give it to a nigga with the Glock Glock nigga
Trap phone jiggin' that's a hotline nigga
So many rocks you could rock climb nigga
Aye, aye, aye
Cook it in the microwave
Strange moaning noises
[Hook: ZillaKami]
You look like people that I don't wanna know
You look like people that I don't wanna know
Cut, chains, then fade to black
Hoe, text, then fade to black
Break, necks, then fade to black
Take, names, then fade to black
Say they want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
[Verse 1: SosMula]
Big bloody SosMula cobra with the green beam
My niggas' shoot to kill bitch you and your clean beam
Free the max Rikers Island damn stay sing sing
Slit wrist oh my God shit is on bling bling
Big bricks oh my God pockets on ching ching
Ran off on the block promethazine fiend
No water in that order, bitch, I just drink lean
No water in that order, bitch, I just drink lean
Pull up on a nigga out the south side nigga
Give it to a nigga with the Glock Glock nigga
Trap phone jiggin' that's a hotline nigga
So many rocks you could rock climb nigga
Aye, aye, aye
Cook it in the microwave
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!