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NBA Youngboy – Boom

Out Off the 21 tracks released by NBA Youngboy On His Newly Released Album Which He Titled ‘TOP’.

We Hopped Out This Wonderful Song Which Seems To Be The 14th Track On the Project and it’s titled “Boom”.

 

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Boom NBA lyrics

[Intro]

(I got Hitman on the beat)

(Ay-ay-ayo Bleu)

Said I’m boomed up, lost my mind, I’m in this bitch

I ain’t got no mind, niggas playin’ us

Ooh, I would never play with pussy niggas (Come on)

Mhm, hold on

 

[Chorus]

Ooh, boomed up, I’m in this bitch

I just downed my cup, now I’m gon’ do my shit

I get to crankin’, powered up, I get it poppin’ in this bitch

We got them shots on all of us, we solve the problem when it hit

 

[Verse]

Hold on, two lines ‘fore I go in

That’s what my youngin said (That’s what he said)

Tryna leave a nigga dead

Kill him, he say, “Powder head”

Turnt up, I’m full of meds

Tweaked out, tryna peel his head

Bootin’ up with my gun in hand

They starin’ like I came back from dead

Aim this bitch, shoot at his eyes

Resurrection, leave him crucified

Murder zone when my niggas slide

Slang that pistol, all you hear is tires

Too official, it ain’t televised

Celebration when the nigga die

All laughs when his family cry

‘Cause they be screamin’, “Fuck the other side,” but can’t do nothin’ with me

Heard that I’m back, know I’m strapped with semis, they report it to the city (Oh yeah)

I say murder already written and any bitch can get it

You know I’m doped up in the chauffeur, I got them shottas with me

Yeah, bitch, and I know what, you ain’t gon’ fuck with me or nobody with me

You know it’s dumb, you gon’ do somethin’ and lose your mind (Gon’ lose your mind)

Soon as we come, bitch, you gon’ leave your soul behind (Soul behind)

Xans off in the clip but confident that this a sober iron

Soon as I use this bitch, it’s accurate, nigga, check out how I’m firin’ (Bah-bah)

Turn it loud, I’m on that shit right now

Bow-bow, make that nigga bump it down

Plenty Benjis but I clock in with my brother, plenty pounds

I need that pack, like where it’s at? He cappin’ now, huh, huh?

I told that nat I ain’t want that cat, that pussy frowned, uh-uh

Put her on a track, she bringin’ it back like safe and sound

Put it in her back, pullin’ out her tracks, bitch, turn around (Turn around)

I’ma stick her up (Stick her up)

Might lay it down (Might lay it down)

Could be 12 PM or AM, in the morning I wake up rollin’ (Wake up rollin’)

Refilling my cup with that muddy, I can’t control it

What the fuck is up? I’ma shoot this shit, you do somethin’ bogus

Don’t turn me down, I need six more, the Xanax on me (I feel out my body)

 

[Chorus]

Ooh, boomed up, I’m in this bitch

I just downed my cup, now I’m gon’ do my shit

I get to crankin’, powered up, I get it poppin’ in this bitch

We got them shots on all of us, we solve the problem when it hit

Ooh, boomed up, I’m in this bitch

I just downed my cup, now I’m gon’ do my shit

I get to crankin’, powered up, I get it poppin’ in this bitch

We got them shots on all of us, we solve the problem when it hit

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