New phone, who dis?
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
She just been back on her bullshit
But I been up on my real shit
Way too much fakes to deal with
Taking the cake and I split it
Im looking fresh, Will Smith
Niggas gon' flex, I ain't feel it
I got a cheque so I'm healing
Lexapro, I'm lifted (Yeah)
I been asking God for forgiveness
Yeah
Used to be the guy that was simping
But now I'm too high, I'm just pimping
I pimped out my ride like Xzhibit
I used to look back on them days (Yeah)
Niggas act fake just to get paid (Yeah)
Don't give a f*ck what they say
Stuck in my ways cause I paved a new way
New phone, who dis?
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
Highest in the room
You can't bring me down
Baby shake that ass when she come around
Told her bring her friends
I got hella hounds
And I took her to the mansion
Gave her hella rounds
She said she love the way I sing
Love the way I sound
If you wanna roll this coaster
Better buckle down
I'm not the king I'm just the prince
Oversee the town
Windows tinted on the Lambo and it's chocolate brown
I'm the new brown boy up in the hood, yeah
You say you see me, I ain't see you
But you know what's good
She say that she need me, she's an open book
Had to go perfect my stroke just like I'm Tiger Woods
New phone, who dis?
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
(Yeah)
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
Ryon - B.O.M.B (feat. Isaac Ingram) Lyrics
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New phone, who dis?
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
She just been back on her bullshit
But I been up on my real shit
Way too much fakes to deal with
Taking the cake and I split it
Im looking fresh, Will Smith
Niggas gon' flex, I ain't feel it
I got a cheque so I'm healing
Lexapro, I'm lifted (Yeah)
I been asking God for forgiveness
Yeah
Used to be the guy that was simping
But now I'm too high, I'm just pimping
I pimped out my ride like Xzhibit
I used to look back on them days (Yeah)
Niggas act fake just to get paid (Yeah)
Don't give a f*ck what they say
Stuck in my ways cause I paved a new way
New phone, who dis?
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
Highest in the room
You can't bring me down
Baby shake that ass when she come around
Told her bring her friends
I got hella hounds
And I took her to the mansion
Gave her hella rounds
She said she love the way I sing
Love the way I sound
If you wanna roll this coaster
Better buckle down
I'm not the king I'm just the prince
Oversee the town
Windows tinted on the Lambo and it's chocolate brown
I'm the new brown boy up in the hood, yeah
You say you see me, I ain't see you
But you know what's good
She say that she need me, she's an open book
Had to go perfect my stroke just like I'm Tiger Woods
New phone, who dis?
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
(Yeah)
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
She just been back on her bullshit
But I been up on my real shit
Way too much fakes to deal with
Taking the cake and I split it
Im looking fresh, Will Smith
Niggas gon' flex, I ain't feel it
I got a cheque so I'm healing
Lexapro, I'm lifted (Yeah)
I been asking God for forgiveness
Yeah
Used to be the guy that was simping
But now I'm too high, I'm just pimping
I pimped out my ride like Xzhibit
I used to look back on them days (Yeah)
Niggas act fake just to get paid (Yeah)
Don't give a f*ck what they say
Stuck in my ways cause I paved a new way
New phone, who dis?
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
Highest in the room
You can't bring me down
Baby shake that ass when she come around
Told her bring her friends
I got hella hounds
And I took her to the mansion
Gave her hella rounds
She said she love the way I sing
Love the way I sound
If you wanna roll this coaster
Better buckle down
I'm not the king I'm just the prince
Oversee the town
Windows tinted on the Lambo and it's chocolate brown
I'm the new brown boy up in the hood, yeah
You say you see me, I ain't see you
But you know what's good
She say that she need me, she's an open book
Had to go perfect my stroke just like I'm Tiger Woods
New phone, who dis?
Same man, new bitch
That's on gang, I don't switch
I Don't lack, I Don't miss
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back on my bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
I been back up on my bullshit
(Yeah)
She ain't want me then
But she need me now
See her backstage
See her in the crowds
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back on her bullshit
(Woah)
(Woah)
Baby back up on her bullshit
Writer: Isaac Ingram, Ryon Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid