Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Iscream , by - Bodega Bamz. Song from the album NC-17 - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 100 Keep It
Song language: English
Iscream |
| You don’t bet against Bamz, shit |
| I’m the best, hands down, never had a hand out |
| You don’t bet against Bamz |
| I’m a all-in type of player, uh, yeah |
| I might be in the wrong era |
| I might be in the wrong era, so |
| I told you, man, I told you |
| Looky here hear what I gotta deal with |
| Make the type of music that you deal with |
| Every drug dealer need a soundtrack, uh |
| I’m not a big fan of the new wave, uh |
| I just wanna get paid, uh |
| Everybody lyin' nowadays, that’s the truth |
| Pop a few pills then they ready for the booth |
| Sweet like vanilla, they ain’t ready for the scoop (whoa) |
| Did the four door, now I’m ready for the coupe, ooh |
| Colder than a igloo |
| Your mom should’ve swallowed you, left you in the NICU |
| You stupid fuck |
| You ain’t thinkin' clear, Crystal (yeah) |
| Same niggas with you, they won’t even miss you |
| Uh, that’s a fun fact, Snapple |
| Preyin' on my enemies, meet me in the chapel (yeah, woop) |
| Up and down Spanish Harlem when I used to battle niggas (get 'em, Nate) |
| Now I’m makin' movies, shorty playin' with my action figure |
| Kawasaki ninja met the lime green Balenciagas, uh |
| Independent major money |
| We don’t own shit, why you savin' money? |
| First you fall in love, now you hatin' money? |
| What’s up, money? |
| (money!) |
| You don’t bet against Bamz, shit |
| I’m the best, hands down, never had a hand out |
| You don’t bet against Bamz |
| I’m a all-in type of player, aw, yeah |
| I might be in the wrong era |
| I might be in the wrong era, so, what |
| Looky here what I gotta deal with |
| Make the type of music that you deal with |
| Every drug dealer need a soundtrack, uh |
| I’m not a big fan of the new wave, uh |
| I just wanna get paid, uh |
| Everybody lyin' nowadays, that’s the truth |
| Pop a few pills then they ready for the booth |
| Sweet like vanilla, they ain’t ready for the scoop |
| Did the four door, now I’m ready for the coupe, ooh |
| You stupid fuck |
| I told you, man, I told you, don’t fuck with me |
| I told you, don’t fuckin'— |
| You stupid fuck |
| Doors up like a wrist cut |
| If I sign the deal, man, they better bring the Brinks truck |
| I’ve done the unthinkable |
| So you gotta give me double any number that you think of |
| Got the East on fire |
| Lookin' for a fix and you wanna get higher |
| I’m the man, the provider |
| I’m the one that supply ya suppliers, ooh |
| Ten thou' for the china |
| I don’t do takeout unless I got a rival |
| I don’t pay mind to |
| Broke people all got tunnel vision, never use the side view, ooh |
| If it’s trouble that you lookin' for then bring it on, ooh |
| If you pullin' out the hammer then you let it off, ooh |
| I ain’t dissin', goin' back and forth with rappers |
| Makin' songs that don’t make money, ooh |
| Don’t be fake money, ooh |
| You don’t bet against Bamz, shit (get 'em, Nate) |
| I’m the best, hands down, never had a hand out (yeah) |
| You don’t bet against Bamz (right) |
| I’m a all-in type of player, aw, yeah |
| I might be in the wrong era |
| I might be in the wrong era, so (ha ha, yeah, Nate) |
| Looky here what I gotta deal with (talk yo' shit) |
| Make the type of music that you deal with (woop) |
| Every drug dealer need a soundtrack, ooh |
| I’m not a big fan of the new wave, ooh |
| I just wanna get paid, ooh (ooh) |
| Everybody lyin' nowadays, that’s the truth (right) |
| Pop a few pills then they ready for the booth (okay) |
| Sweet like vanilla, they ain’t ready for the scoop (scoop) |
| Did the four door, now I’m ready for the coupe, ooh (ooh) |
| That was fire (that was fire, bro) |
| Yo (that's fire, bro), my nigga talkin' his shit |
| I got no words for this shit, papi chu, yeah |
| And my chain swang, nigga, ya heard me? |