letra de bomb - gdxx
i’m gonna rage and rant,gonna blow up this beat like a bomb (uh)
my ex’s new boyfriend’s got me mad what she choose doing her wrong (wut?)
come and see me, i might make u p-ss urself,made u callin your mom (h-llo)
so much in my f-ckin mind, maybe takin u down can make me calm (yeah, yeah)
i’m gonna rage and rant,gonna blow up this beat like a bomb (uh)
my ex’s new boyfriend’s got me mad what she choose doing her wrong (wut?)
come and see me, i might make u p-ss urself,made u callin your mom (h-llo)
so much in my f-ckin mind, maybe takin u down can make me calm (yeah, yeah)
who said, i couldn’t make any song that doesnt sound sad (who?)
who said, im just a soft boy b-tch do u wanna see me be bad? (yeah)
i might k!ll you’re boyfriend and then bury his corpse in the sand (uh huh)
im done gettin heartbroken,but now its your turn to get stabbed
.32 on me, (grah grah) u better run when u see me (yeah)
u can’t see my fist, b-tch im feelin like im bruce lee
u might win her heart, but u can’t win this this war i guarantee
i will start counting your time left and it start now one two three
i’m gonna rage and rant,gonna blow up this beat like a bomb (uh)
my ex’s new boyfriend’s got me mad what she choose doing her wrong (wut?)
come and see me, i might make u p-ss urself,made u callin your mom (h-llo)
so much in my f-ckin mind, maybe takin u down can make me calm (yeah, yeah)
i’m gonna rage and rant,gonna blow up this beat like a bomb (uh)
my ex’s new boyfriend’s got me mad what she choose doing her wrong (wut?)
come and see me, i might make u p-ss urself,made u callin your mom (h-llo)
so much in my f-ckin mind, maybe takin u down can make me calm (yeah, yeah)
why u always hide his f-ckin face on a f-ckin sticker? (why?)
is it because im more handsome and my d-ck is bigger? (of course)
im not surprised, i will always be the f-ckin winner (haha)
tryna get in the competition, u should check the mirror (yeah)
what the f-ck? really? is this my replacement? (my replacement?)
he’s got nothin, im a king, he’s just a f-ckin peasant (yeah)
throwin money, but i know it came from his f-ckin parent (really?)
b-tch im feelin lucky, back then i dont get u pregnant (yeah)
i’m gonna rage and rant,gonna blow up this beat like a bomb (uh)
my ex’s new boyfriend’s got me mad what she choose doing her wrong (wut?)
come and see me, i might make u p-ss urself,made u callin your mom (h-llo)
so much in my f-ckin mind, maybe takin u down can make me calm (yeah, yeah)
i’m gonna rage and rant,gonna blow up this beat like a bomb (uh)
my ex’s new boyfriend’s got me mad what she choose doing her wrong (wut?)
come and see me, i might make u p-ss urself,made u callin your mom (h-llo)
so much in my f-ckin mind, maybe takin u down can make me calm (yeah, yeah)
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