Bam Got Me Stuttering

Lyrics

[Intro] Alright (We got Bam on the beat, this bitch a slapper) What up, Bam? This bitch hittin' so hard Talk my shit for the one time, let me show— alright (If you ain't got a beat from Bam, you don't trap enough) [Verse] Go broke to see my nigga come home, what's his court date? I can't fuck you, my baby, you got a horse face Keep talkin' 'bout you doin' it big, the "B" must be lowercase They threw out the attempt murder and they hit me with a lower case In traffic trippin' in a tan Scat, this a sand Charger Catch you with that cutter, get lined up, this a slam barber If it's beef, don't go vegan, nigga, why don't you stand on it? I blew the Breeze in his whip 'cause I know he can't stand smokin' Auntie hit thе dope and got to shakin', caught the Holy Ghost Like I'm BD and hе GD, I don't really fuck with folks I, I, I, I, I I'll make that bitch stutter, boy, that's what switchy for My bitch got social anxiety from ass whoopings She had PTSD at my last booking A nigga broke a sweat when he seen that cast cookin' We put belt to ass to they whole hood, this a mass whooping Is you ballin', boy, or is you on a budget? Your bitch unattractive, my beatmaker wouldn't fuck her If you really love that bitch, boy, give her some money Crackin' jokes on the 'net, but that broke shit ain't funny Ain't talkin' 'bout how much my shoes cost, nigga I'm only addin' up how much my jewels cost, nigga Out here with a gun but no whip, you a lost nigga Hit you deep with a bullet, he thought you had MOS with you Why, why, why you always got somethin' to say about me? Tried to save you, but nobody had nothin' to say about it Until you died, nah, everybody got somethin' to say about you Don't speak on the mob, I'm pullin' out straight K for dotty Beecher nigga, but I have ties with Gorilla Mob We lost two, they lost five, we just tryna improvise Caught him lackin', pull a hole in him a McChicken size Lightskin, but I'm really dark, boy, chicken thighs I'm really [?] in this shit, it ain't no half-steppin' I shot the school up, he died with a half lesson Hit him with that roop, this a fast weapon Your engineer said that shit trash, that's y'all last session [Outro] Man You hear that? Bam trippin' on that orient Chill, Bam, that's enough, my nigga, calm down Man, you can break that hard shit for a second We done left outta church, we just slid KrispyLife