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Amaii - Bomb Omb Lyrics

[Intro: [?], Reive]
What is your message to Cuomo right now?
Rot in hell you son of a bitch!
Cuomo, you put pineapple on your pizza and you get, no, pussy
Here's a submission from Zack and this is the most goated clip
This is too cold bro!
Man dodged the blue and [?] at the same time
Are you fucking fried?!
Lap 3, gets [?] with a target shock, it hurts to see bro
And he gets blued again!
The game is not tryna see him win
But bro don't give up!
Bro got the heart of a lion, fam
Man gets that fifth place box
Catches a bomb
Terrorist attack!
(Yeah, fuck that Cuomo guy)
(We hate his ass)
(Cause I live, I live like, in the general vicinity of New York)

[Verse 1: amaii & Reive]
Yuh
Spider-Man with the Yeezys
I'm off beanies, babies, your significant other bite me I got rabies (That shit grimy)
Pull a Funky Kong flip
Corny fuckers on Twitter
Act a nuisance and dip (holy shit)
Guacamole on a broken disc
I brush that shit
Cleaned her up real good, that shit didn't work
Fuck Nintendo, tryna play games and shit
You're gonna look at me and tell me that I'm wrong?!
Guap in my pockets 'cause I'm always on that boss shit
Living in the suburbs, fuck Zoom, never logged in (never did it)
Money, uh
I'll put you in a coffin
Or a house, 'cause you got COVID, I can hear you coughing (ugh-huh-huh)
Actin up, Thermoxin, 1500 bands and I got pussies in my mentions still malding
Bi-bi-bitch sitting next to me got cheese and apples
What's wrong with that?
What the fuck?
Damn, okay
[Chorus: Reive, amaii]
Ayy, pussy bitch come back, I think you owe me (Ayy, yuh)
If you got those bands then whip 'em out and show me
Guap laundry going hard, cause I’m with the police (Yeah, yeah)
All these bitches cost too much money like Adobe, yeah
Yeah, that shit is fucked up
Yeah, your bitch I fucked her
Afraid of trucks, well we coming with the trucks bud
Bomb-omb like a homing missile, yeah I got it locked on (Boom!)
I feel like a bean the way I always pop off

[Bridge: amaii & Reive]
Jesus Christ, now he's referencing his own fucking songs
You ain't Drake, bro
Bitches be like, "What's the meaning of life?"
Bitch, how the fucks am I supposed to know?!

[Verse 2: Reive & amaii]
Bitch, I'm on my odyssey
Yeah I'm going places
I skrrt off in my kart, I'm never losing race-ra-ra-races
I hit up all my bases, They my homies
How they know me?
I'm round 'em everyday, sis
20 stacks, Pellegrino, shoutout Childish Gamdeemo
I'm, still mad about George Bush (Still mad!)
Rolling up to New York in the timbs bitch (I'll kill Bush, fuck his ass)
I'm, still mad about George Bush(Grrr!)
Bitch I'm off the beans, roll up in a limousine
Kill Will Smith so that he'll stop talking to MTV
Strap a bitch in Jeff Bezos' dick rocket
But he ain't ready (No suit!)
Bout to go crazy on you, like I'm Freddy fuckin' Fazbear
Pussy
Pussy
[Outro]
Is Tray Young valid?
No!
Fuck Tray Young, you motherfucker!