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Woke up this morning feeling bold and bomb. Ain't have to drink no drink, a nigga nerves Was calm. Was it 'cause last night I had Some bomb? She got ratchet in the rear just We had to bond. Then I pulled up at A light, some niggas bangin' real hard. I had to tell them little niggas I never Heard of y'all. Tried to make a nigga lose His composure. I had to hit the gas on 'em. I almost spent my whole summer still in Motion. Can't let 'em get the best of me. My curved skills on deck, they want my recipe. They like, "How you do that and keep it Movin'?" 'Cause see me, I usually lose it when A nigga act stupid. Like he ain't know my Record movement. Acting like he with the business. But he ain't work, he doing intentions. Sitting in prison, wait for my niggas. Asking for money from these bitches. When niggas start trippin', I be wantin' to start Trippin'. But I just big it and act like The bigger nigga. 'Cause I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. See, you don't really wanna trip on a Baby. I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. Really on a nigga like me. I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. What's happenin', squad. Damn, nigga, go back up. See, I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. I'm bold. I'm bold, bomb. I'm bold. And Blacktive. Tryna tell you I'm bold I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. So I pull up at Pammy house. Pammy stay next to my family house. And Pammy someone I used to dig out. I stopped diggin', she started trippin', had to dip Out. Smashin' out her driveway, she threw a brick At my window. So I stopped, then she ran Up and keyed my six-four. See, when a real Nigga hit, then these bitches go schizo. This dick is not a rental, should've knew from Get-go. Get, get, go. Get, get, get, go. I'm friendly like Casper, But I wait 'til I hit to get ghost. She called her brother on me, say she from The wood. But I ain't pussy, and real niggas Don't get it between dick and pussy. Ten minutes later, got a call on my cell From a nigga that sound like he was fresh Out of jail. "Ayy, gay little nigga, don't put Your hands on my sister. 'Cause I just got out of jail for manslaughter With a butcher. She no hooker, she no bitch. My mama raised her right, my little sister got Sense." I told him I ain't touched her, just Stopped giving the dick. Then I told him, "Fuck You," and hung up like, click. 'Cause I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. Just gotta tell you, man, I'm I'm bold, bomb And Blacktive. I'm really bomb, Bomb. I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. I'm bomb. I'm you don't wanna turn that bitch To a wife. I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. On the phone with that bullshit, nigga, I'm gon' Fuck with that. Nigga, fuck your sister, nigga. I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. Feelin' Got a call a little later 'bout this And that. All drama, had to hang up like, "This is wack." I shouldn't be talkin' on the Phone either 'cause I'm strapped. If the police pull me over, my Black ass Goin' back. And that's right up they alley, but I ain't an alley cat. I'm a red-nosed pit bull, matter of fact. Turned on some Jeezy, that's what street niggas Slap. Right on Oleander, left on Spruce, we in The back. Now my old lil' homie hollerin' at Me 'bout some real life shit and how it's Supposed to be. So he approaches me, get real Close to me. Tried to tell me 'bout some Niggas that's close to me. So I listened and I listened and I had To pull my business. Can't be real with some Niggas that ain't real with me. He said to keep it P, you is right. They ain't never bold, they better respect your Life. 'Cause I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. See, niggas talkin' so shit. I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. See, I got niggas... I'm bold, bomb Blacktive. If niggas just shut up And listen, they'd get somewhere like me. I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. I let the G homie holler at me wanna Say somethin'. bold, bomb and Blacktive. Even though I put it in, I had to put it 'cause he said some real shit. I'm had to let him know what the real Is. I'm bold, bomb and Blacktive. Girl, I'm tryna go out. Oh yeah, girl, my kids, huh? I'ma drop they bad asses off at they granny House. See? She watch they ass for the whole Weekend. That's where it all start. They ain't got no morals. Girl, you talkin' 'bout Derek? These bitches Who supposed to be our ladies. I fucked him and Eric. They ain't even know, bitch. They'll hit your best friend and feel numb about It. Girl, they fuck who they want. Why we can't fuck who we want? No self-respect.
YG — Bool, Balm & Bollective
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