MC BOOMI - Boomi's Here lll lyrics

[Verse 1]: I f**ing hate you people Back for the latest sequel Back to rhyme, a mastermind that's creating evil I'm really feeling that i'm k**ing because I been the realest, b**h f** you all, s** two balls because I been just sealing, b**h Need more b**h? Throw you in space after I chop your pieces or bits Gotta hammer but needing more nails, there's a shortage Going off flow That means I'm under the table Feeling lost woah Feeling sh** other than stable That means I got an awful brain I lost it, mayne Oh wait, it's across the place I tossed it there Hold up, I'm talking strange So I'm holding a tech and you need a mayday at nine About to open your chest so you got to recognize I'm the best [Verse 2]: If I can count the time invested To perfect my rhyming methods I would've left the f**ing game which I'm not impressed with Failed like five semesters Drunk girls want to f** even though I'm infectious They blow on it like a breathalyzer test, b**h With a chainsaw like I'm from texas They're thinking that I'm possessed in But I'm not, I'm the devil, b**h Murdered every rapper that I ever messed with Follow my suggestions Boomi's got a f**ing rhyming fetish My soul doesn't belong here, I'm f**ing dying to sell it Big enough fire, blocking fire exits Name an a** that messed with me and I haven't wrecked them After my crush rejected me, I have molest her [Verse 3]: A rapper's worst nightmare is me getting a beat They're thinking their sh** is dope but i get it smoked Like nicotine I'm a star on the mic, they're screaming come on excide When I'm about to nick a teen It's really sickening To know I'll never get a deal But it will happen, you bet It's my treasure, I'm searching for my love But I haven't found the j**el yet But I'm swift with that love story Dust blowing on top of any rapper deciding to come toward us c*nts, who*es and I guess I'm gonna be a drunk grown up My buzz growing as if I swallowed gallons of vodka Can't have enough beef, decided to have hannibal locked up Trapping my conscious Charged up while your a** getting knocked up You sound like you're ordering food from the back of a honda Meek mill, tweeting, I'm laughing so hard bruh I'm giving kisses to little b**hes while I'm mad on a Stage, I'm amazed, lately it's been great My door ain't closed International rappers begging for collabs, for rain Diss me once then your a** done Love when I hara** them If they run quick, I guess imma have to pull a fast one Doubt this sh** then ask them Ask the f*gs and you'll see Any f*g who ever dissed me must be a fool, g Any f*g who tried to diss me, I shot him at point blank It was really fun man, I f**ing enjoyed that There's no escape from d**h if you decided to go against me You f**ers are losing weight while taking these pills, you envy But yet I am, yet I am A f**ing waste of s**m I ruin everything Because i f**ing hate this world I'm spitting and you're getting Chills every four seconds Sk**s the lord sending Not an auction but quitting is forbidden It's a deep plot Lyrics in a heatbox You think you get it but the aftermath is the relapse and the detox I'm in a scope About to pick on of these who*es and and.. I suggest you dress like my professors They barely cover anything, anything important I'm pissed, damn it I mismanaged To get challenged By a true g, foogey tried to throw punches I guess his fist damaged Acts like a big savage But he kissed a**es Because my bars and complexion turned out to be hispanic "Boomi, why'd you diss him again? it's over, you see bro" I'm like a homeless man, it's hard for me to let the beef go So I have it on repeat though Smashing all these people Tryna have their teeth pulled To me, we aren't equal So turn the volume to the max Because I'm about to smash everything infront of me Because my foot's against the gas It is working, what an easy task To go spazzing at these f*ggots and I'm laughing while I'm rapping this track Rappers rap like that and they think it is fire man Been rapping all day long, I'm kind of tired man I'm on a higherland I ain't lying man My cannon been wilding out, I ain't mariah's man f** you f*ggots, you can head to hell Or a jail cell because you just failed You're small, a micro,soft and weak So acknowledge my power, point and words As I paint and publish my f**ing portraits, I excel At the gate, can pay my bills, that's where I'd like to be You think your flow is tight but I swear, it ain't tight to me You would never find a teen who's f**ing nice as me You can't stay in my lane, you would think pun ghostwrite for me Straight up, hate s*uts Already getting face f**ed s*ut, I think there's so much face on your make up Me and you will never happen b**h, understood? I hang my dick instead of my clothes, yup f** a hook You're feeling the pain Hitting your brain While you're here stuck in your lane Time for you to be picking the game Up It's really a shame You're heavy in tears I'm ready you queer Sick in the head, I'm needing a beer You f*ggots already know who's already here