Luna llena Bumboi (Ft. ?ze66y)

[Intro]
DTM

[Chorus: Bumboi]
Hold up, wait a minute, ayy, lil' baby, what it is?
All up in my business, think you tryna take my chips
Kick it in the function while I'm countin' Benjamins
Talkin' hella bad but seen you talkin' out your lips
Bring out the strap and I kick down your door
Pussy boy lackin', he pissed on the phone
Cut off the lights, he can't see it no more
Slicin' and dicin', that boy is a ho

[Verse 1: Bumboi]
Tryna just stack all my cheddar, I'm grippin Berettas
I know that I'm better, so call me the Devil
I'm on a new level, I burn 'em with [?]
They ain't seen me coming
I'm gunning and running with all of my gang
Too out of pocket, and you out of frame
Fuck out my way, bitch, I'm takin' yo' lane
All of you fuckers ain't built like me, man
I know these bitches is up to something when they talk 'bout the kid
Moving silent, stayin' quiet, lil' bitch
Off the top up, yeah, I feel like the shit
Kickin' yo' jaw, and I'm breakin' yo' ribs
Paintin' the walls with the blood you just spit
I'm in the function but you can't get in
Whippin' the foreign, I'm driftin' this bitch
Doin' the dance while she givin' me lip