Bomaye by B-Phong Lyrics
Hook:
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x4)
They giving me hell but I’m giving them six
They killing me well but I’m killing this shit
They feeling I fell but they feeling they missed
Now they dealing with everything
They reminisce
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x2)
Verse 1:
Look
I’ve been underrated ever since I started
Heart of 300 hittas
See me as a spartan
My uniform is red cause they see me as a target
Bombarded is the phonies
Who pretend that I can harness
Try to Milk it out
But I drank it out the carton
Seeing how I rock it (Rocket)
Yet my attitude is harding (Harden)
There’s levels to this shit
But you would settle for apartments
As I single out your dates
With you career
Like I be Carmen
See
My pen game is so polar
When i write, the pen wins (pengwins)
Too close to goals
Please stop goal tending
Chinatown watch with the real’s pretending
Like an iPhone, I got messages sending
Always got issues
Underdogs trending
All strings attach
I’m still fender bending
Your shit a quick buck
Cola now vending
Get to the point
I foil you fencing
Look
See me with the flare (Flair)
Like I’m Ric, hoe
Crushing you with paper
I could see you with the wrinkles
See what I did
I be Popping like a pimple
While I Rock it while you dwindle
You could see me as the mineral
Over their head
I make it out like its a mistletoe
Make it out the stage
While you would witness in the middle row
Heads be getting high
I ain’t talking bout initial dose
Ima Tryna get green
Till you could see me like I’m piccolo
Woah
Like don’t tell me this
They get low for the heat
Like its celsius
They Running back out to me
Like they Elliot
For your all time low
Jon Bellion
Look I be true to the bone
With my skeleton
Look I ain’t ever gave a fuck
About melanin
I’m the product of the real
You try selling it
See me as I deep six
Like I’m Marilyn
Like god damn
Hook:
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x4)
They giving me hell but I’m giving them six
They killing me well but I’m killing this shit
They feeling I fell but they feeling they missed
Now they dealing with everything
They reminisce
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x2)
Verse 2:
Where you copy, hoe
What you knocking for
Flow like a Mac 10
Do you want some more
This the/vision on my back
This the way go
Like Korea
Motherfucker
I be putting my soul (Seoul)
Back bitch
Stop it that’s it
You get what I need (kneed)
Like I had to muy Thai
Like my damn pen
I be doing just fine
I be drinking from the cup
Every time I read whine (red wine)
Yeah
Yeah
You know who to fuck
Like the colts
In 16
You down on your luck
Always for the goals
Like I shot the puck
Look my shit be so hard
With shit that I fuck
Yeah
Yeah
You know what
BTS looking
When you showing your fake love
I’ve been in my zone
And you claiming you hate us
All minds on the risk
Now everybody telling me
The motherfucking gist
Look
People wanna judge in the scenes
But a background
Lost in another mans dream
Claiming that they know
But its never what it seems
Look the only thing I got is my motherfucking team
Fuck it
You do it all for CT
I do it for the fuckers who be saying they could beat me
Don’t get it twisted with the key like a Midi
You read (red) what I blew (blue) away
Like you saw me 3d
You feel me
Hook:
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x4)
They giving me hell but I’m giving them six
They killing me well but I’m killing this shit
They feeling I fell but they feeling they missed
Now they dealing with everything
They reminisce
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x2)
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x4)
They giving me hell but I’m giving them six
They killing me well but I’m killing this shit
They feeling I fell but they feeling they missed
Now they dealing with everything
They reminisce
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x2)
Verse 1:
Look
I’ve been underrated ever since I started
Heart of 300 hittas
See me as a spartan
My uniform is red cause they see me as a target
Bombarded is the phonies
Who pretend that I can harness
Try to Milk it out
But I drank it out the carton
Seeing how I rock it (Rocket)
Yet my attitude is harding (Harden)
There’s levels to this shit
But you would settle for apartments
As I single out your dates
With you career
Like I be Carmen
See
My pen game is so polar
When i write, the pen wins (pengwins)
Too close to goals
Please stop goal tending
Chinatown watch with the real’s pretending
Like an iPhone, I got messages sending
Always got issues
Underdogs trending
All strings attach
I’m still fender bending
Your shit a quick buck
Cola now vending
Get to the point
I foil you fencing
Look
See me with the flare (Flair)
Like I’m Ric, hoe
Crushing you with paper
I could see you with the wrinkles
See what I did
I be Popping like a pimple
While I Rock it while you dwindle
You could see me as the mineral
Over their head
I make it out like its a mistletoe
Make it out the stage
While you would witness in the middle row
Heads be getting high
I ain’t talking bout initial dose
Ima Tryna get green
Till you could see me like I’m piccolo
Woah
Like don’t tell me this
They get low for the heat
Like its celsius
They Running back out to me
Like they Elliot
For your all time low
Jon Bellion
Look I be true to the bone
With my skeleton
Look I ain’t ever gave a fuck
About melanin
I’m the product of the real
You try selling it
See me as I deep six
Like I’m Marilyn
Like god damn
Hook:
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x4)
They giving me hell but I’m giving them six
They killing me well but I’m killing this shit
They feeling I fell but they feeling they missed
Now they dealing with everything
They reminisce
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x2)
Verse 2:
Where you copy, hoe
What you knocking for
Flow like a Mac 10
Do you want some more
This the/vision on my back
This the way go
Like Korea
Motherfucker
I be putting my soul (Seoul)
Back bitch
Stop it that’s it
You get what I need (kneed)
Like I had to muy Thai
Like my damn pen
I be doing just fine
I be drinking from the cup
Every time I read whine (red wine)
Yeah
Yeah
You know who to fuck
Like the colts
In 16
You down on your luck
Always for the goals
Like I shot the puck
Look my shit be so hard
With shit that I fuck
Yeah
Yeah
You know what
BTS looking
When you showing your fake love
I’ve been in my zone
And you claiming you hate us
All minds on the risk
Now everybody telling me
The motherfucking gist
Look
People wanna judge in the scenes
But a background
Lost in another mans dream
Claiming that they know
But its never what it seems
Look the only thing I got is my motherfucking team
Fuck it
You do it all for CT
I do it for the fuckers who be saying they could beat me
Don’t get it twisted with the key like a Midi
You read (red) what I blew (blue) away
Like you saw me 3d
You feel me
Hook:
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x4)
They giving me hell but I’m giving them six
They killing me well but I’m killing this shit
They feeling I fell but they feeling they missed
Now they dealing with everything
They reminisce
Straight
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye
Boma
Bomaye (x2)