G-Mo Skee – Bamf

G-Mo Skee – Bamf Lyrics

Artist: G-Mo Skee
Song: Bamf

Yeah, “I can change I can change”
Psych, look
I used to f#ck black hoes, G-strings and afros
Now I got white broads with horses and lassos

The rap Stone Cold Steve Austin gon patch you
Hit you with a Stunner like I threw Birdman at you
The last thing you want is a G-Mo feud
I’ll take a n#gg#’s legs, now they call him G-[??

Hit the strip club and be on b##bs
The perverted Captain Falcon and I’m shouting “Let me see those moves!”
I’m smoking on a gnarly pound, y’all smoke Charlie Brown
This is how a kick to the chest from a Spartan sound

My n#gg#s so hungry, we the [??] party
Now the rest of y’all should jump off a bridge Jeff Hardy style
A clique full of vamps, represent for the camp
Talk shit? Hit you with a hundred kicks, we the champs

Got Jordans, got Forces, them sh#ts with the straps
Even Adidas leaving footprints on your back n#gg#
And I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
You could find me at the pad, in the lab with the [??

I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
You’s a god damn cop, where’s your badge and the number
I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
And you probably hang out with the fags and the bustaz

I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
If you see the honey badger I’m fast m#th*rf#ck*r
I spit properly, smoke beef and broccoli
Ever since ’96 b#tches been on top of me

Ain’t nobody stopping me, I brought the whole block with me
Braille dots on your head so I can see who watching me
Spit real sick things, somebody need to doctor me
You ain’t Suge Knight, why you trying to Big Poppa me?

It’s f#ck the world man, I’m on the same sh#t that Pac’d be
Spending money like I won the motherf#cking lottery
It’s me and G-Mo so it’s f#cking loud in here
Carolina m#th*rf#ck*r, brought the south in here

I freestyled for years, now I spit ill flows
If I ever quit it I’ma get it from my [??
Paper chase though, every single day bro
Cause I gotta make money when the day’s slow

Just so I can live faster
That’s on my mama, I’ma put the f#cking trauma in the [??]
And I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
You could find me at the pad, in the lab with the [??

I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
You’s a god damn cop, where’s your badge and the number
I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
And you probably hang out with the fags and the bustaz

I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
If you see the honey badger I’m fast m#th*rf#ck*r
My n#gg# talk to them b#tches because I’m over the hype
You think you’re big sh#t cause you tower over my height

They gotta lower the mic when I spit in the booth
I’ll still punch you in the face, somebody give me a
I gotta keep it filthy, I’m Dirty D from Pootie Tang
And I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r

You could find me at the pad, in the lab with the [??
I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
You’s a god damn cop, where’s your badge and the number
I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r

And you probably hang out with the fags and the bustaz
I’m a bad-ass m#th*rf#ck*r
If you see the honey badger I’m fast m#th*rf#ck*r
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From the album:
The Filth Element [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021