Gunz Salazar - BOMBOTRACK Lyrics

Hello, this is kitty
You are a worthless, bitch ass n****
(Ay, ayy)
(Ladies with gentle hands, welcome to the party)
(Yuh, yuh, ay y'all ready to see destruction?)
(Suck yuh mada)
F*ck Drake, f*ck the 6ix
We ain't with that shit
We ain't with that shit, we ain't with that shit
F*ck Drake, f*ck the 6ix
We ain't with that shit
We ain't with that shit, we ain't with that shit
June 18, whereabouts, where you at
In the corner, kiss my teeth when you halak
The prince is dead, finally, thank allah
Boutta sin, boutta let the wrath out
Ayy, look at me, you a bitch not a prince, it was bout damn time that you fell
Ayy, how you big in Japan if you ain't even big in Jane and Finch, just tell
I believe you're big in thailand, makes sense, age of consent 15, ring the bells
Say you ain't touch no kids on your last track, that's cap I can tell
Ayy, trip to drake's house like a trip Mike's house, it's like going to hell
Guess I see why you say you Mike Jack, you a 'lil too good with the kids, aw hell
You a bitch from a city of bitches, you look like a male pornstar
You would suck a man up before you actually go write your own bars
Tu crois que t'est hot 'cause you got bitches, turns out they're all butterflies
T'est still une slut, un vieux dépé, vaut mieux te [p-de] et que tu dises bye bye
I'm on yo ass like michael myers, haitian machete boutta get to biting
I'm out here itching, dying to cut your veins like 'die, die, die'
Ayy, hear me well, pull those panties up and that crop top down
You not a man, you just a bitch that don't deserve the crown
Ayy, the real battle is won at home when you open them doors to them little frowns
I rest my case, there ain't been much that hasn't been said bout you, you f*cking clown
Nah, f*ck it boutta go demon time on your ass
Hey it's f*cked up how you playing border patrol with your kids
1 little, 2 little, 3 little mexicans up in this bitch
(Ayy, yuh, ayyy)
Ayy, drake the shapeshifter, the boy lover, the family killer
Ayy, tryna act tough but you OV-ho, this montreal we billers
Ayy, you a culture vulture made of plastic like Kim K, you're filler
Future adonis fearing the day he gotta be Ben stiller
Meet the parents, meet the deadbeat, with the large bag
From the dick pics, and the shit songs that get made hits
By the white boys with a limp dick
(Ay, woo)
F*ck Drake, f*ck the 6ix
We ain't with that shit
We ain't with that shit, we ain't with that shit
F*ck Drake, f*ck the 6ix
We ain't with that shit
We ain't with that shit, we ain't with that shit
(You f*cked up, ayy)
(Yuh, OKAY OKAYYY)
You is a bitch with no clan
Losing is your only plan
Telling kids get in the van
Love is just not in your plans
When we pull up, Kazakhstan
Pistoleros, this shit Luke and Han
I'm killing your ego, you're slicing your wrists
Bombarding this shit like Japan
Tu crois que t'est big boss, t'es juste un bouzin
Tu sexte des enfants et peut-être même tes cousins
T'est juste dégoûtant, tu vas me faire vomir
Avec tout ce botox dans la face, t'es plus un humain
Ayy, I'm seconding kendrick you deserve to die
You house of cards will fall apart
When you're all alone, no place to call home
I'll be waiting in the dark
X sends his regards
Cut out your spleen
Try to throw hands, I'm still 16
You pull out your peen, I'm going to sleep
Like akademiks with that CLB
Look, I am repeating the things that been said by the king once again and again
I'm ending it here, don't talk bout no struggle if the hood is to you nothing but a trend
Jermaine! Don't think I forgot you, the limp dick guy with a Ghandi attitude
You gotta learn to stand for your own, if you wanna see the fame past age 44
This a dog eat dog and I just ate one, hannibal lecter on this shit
I got rabbies, if you don't wanna get touched, better run, better flee
Like it's 1865 and you're just free
Mr morale, don't think I forgot you
Your knees getting too weak, I'm the man that killed slim shady
I'll come for you next
Wickedness or weakness you both
Spiderman dilemma, why sit on the throne
If you can't keep it up
This a part-time job for you, why not let nature take its place
Give the young ones a shot
You getting old, thinking less, fighting more
Like the dark knight or Anakin
You either die a hero or become Xi Jinping
On an end note you the king
Stood your ground, didn't fall off like the other ex-kings
The N*zi, the blondie and Mr real estate
(Boom, perfect)
Montréal ou c'est lit
Nous on va au sommet
Montreal this the shit
J'vois deja le sommet