Boomer3017 - Neiman Marcus (feat. P. Cade) Lyrics

In the trap you know that
Boomer be scheming
Hop in the foreign but
It ain't a demon
In the beamer you know
Boomer be speeding
Look at my feet and that
Shit started bleeding
Might just drop the new
Bag at Neiman Marcus
'Member I used to drop
Bags at Target
Hopped on the new beat this
Shit go retarded
Me and my bois, we gon
Eat regardless

Smokin' so much dope
I feel like a martian
In the clouds, you might as well
Call me Starship
Come shop with me, yea you
Gon' get a bargain
Who's got the best gas
Yea, Let's be honest
Junkies at the beeper cuzz
They gon' cop it
True Religion, yea they
Know how I'm rockin'
Go to lenox, drop the bag
Cuzz we shoppin'
Hoes look at Me and P. Cade
When we walk-in

P. Cade unchained tarantino
Yeah whippin it up like I'm Steve-O
Ever since a youngin
Thinkin bout cash flow
I know that you know that he know
That we know that she know
Yeah yo bitch know mane
Hop on the train
Yeah we hoppin on Marta
You say you grindin
Well I'm workin harder
Look at my sauce
Yeah you should call me tartar
I'm on the dream team
I'm on the roster
I am a starter
You know I'm up next
Wonder how we do it
Lookin so perplexed
You is so upset
It's space cadet on the set
You get wrecked
So you best watch yo neck
Cause you know I go crazy
Just chasing a check

I'm goin crazy goin crazy
Chasin' the check
I gotta the cash from
The collection
I gotta go and then
Makin' investment
You are not T.S.A
You can't inspect it
Ralphin' on the pussy
Cuzz I had wrecked it
F*cked her one time
Now she stuck
In my mentions
F*cked her two times
I'm releasin' the tension
I just love seeing her
Whole body naked

Pass by them
Haters I bust down
I'm passin by haters
I see a frown
We kickin em out
Yeah we tell em ciao
You know we them youngins
That run the town
Yo man's a clown
Yo man's is a bozo
Got your girl on a string
Just like a yoyo
You is so lame
You still rockin polo
P. Cade the man
He be saucin the mojo

I'm withco bitch and
She off a Four Loko
I'm with yo bitch and
She bounce like a pogo

I like the way that
She twist it and drop it
Chicken Gang, yea
We never cock-blockin

I'm so high I'm flyin'
In the sky like I'm a rocket
I met the plug so
They call me the socket

It's P. Cade yea you know how I'm rockin
When my songs plays the speakers be knockin

In the trap you know that
Boomer be schemin'
Hop in the foreign but
It ain't a demon
In the Beamer you know
Boomer be speedin'
Look at my feet and that
Shit started bleeding
Might just drop the new
Bag at Neiman Marcus
'Member I used to drop
Bags at Target
Hopped on the new beat this
Shit go retarded
Me and my bois, we gon
Eat regardless

Bag at Neiman Marcus
Bag at Neiman Marcus
Bag at Neiman Marcus
This shit go retarded