Boomzim

Send me a traditional one
I have a really nice joint
Lady, I want your mouth to be my dental floss
The Thirty against everything

I just threw in this pair of Jordans
My cup is full, soon it will overflow
I'm stickier than my grandma's pancakes
Spitting fire in the club, oh what a pity
She's crazy to know about my hustle
If she finds out, I bet she'll die
Big ass like Bin Laden, soon he explodes
My only concern is with the snitch

Puff of blunt coming out of the sunroof of my Jetta
The sound of the Thirty is addictive, like a crackhead on the rock
The bitches at the show, me singing and feeling a hand on my leg
Take her to the hotel and overlook
Snow White who likes snow
She asks and I throw snow on her
Flying in the car (skrr)
Mud flying on the kicks
And whoever tells you that Mill is from the Thirty will get shot in the leg
I'm only working with millions
Real recognizes and the haole surrender

The weather gets bad every day even if it doesn't rain here
The backlands are damn dry, things are strange, welcome to Fortal City
You have that million in your account, I don't think so, so don't come talk about me
Always smoking the green
In rhymes, I'm the Shawlin
My mom told me I take after my dad, crazier than Satan
She fears I'll meet my end
I said: Mom, don't stress over me
And even if I die, I leave a legacy, a bunch of listeners all addicted
Looking for the six Dragon Balls to resurrect me on the other side

Everything's cool
Everything's cool
Everything's cool

It turned out really cool
It turned out really cool
It turned out really cool
Set fire to this green green
It turned out really cool

Send me a traditional one
I have a really nice joint
Lady, I want your mouth to be my dental floss
Uh-huh
It's the Thirty against everything