Nardo Wick – Blam Boom Lyrics

Nardo Wick Blam Boom Lyrics

(Forever rollin’)

Blam-boom
Tryna put a n**** on the damn news
Posting switches on the internet, that boy a damn fool
Bought a purse, he still ain’t hit it yet
That boy a damn fool
Bought a perc, he barely know the plug that boy a damn fool

Blam-boom
You see all these diamonds on me hitting
Blam-boom
Plenty hoes, I ain’t trippin’ bout no bitches
Blam-boom
Everybody trigger finger itching
Blam-boom
I paid to get ’em gone
Kill the trigger
Blam-boom

If he speak on a murder, that’s a red flag (Blam-boom)
He pillow talk to bitches? That’s a red flag (Blam-boom)
That perc too cheap? That’s a red flag (Blam-boom)
If I’m in that backseat, throw the white flag (Blam-boom)
Blam-boom, blam-boom
Tryna blam you
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Man damn you
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Jump out and I
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom

You can’t label me as no rap n**** (Why?)
‘Cause I’m who the rappers rap about
Call us R-O-A-G (Round of applause)
‘Cause man all these n***** clap a lot
They say, “Nardo being black a lot”
They say, “Lil’ n**** keep that strap a lot”
He said he gang, I say no you not
She said, “I can’t fuck”, she came on her dot
I done see a lot of crazy things
Lotta brutal images in my brain
Lil’ n**** be tweakin’
That’s an understatement, I’m insane

Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Tryna blam you
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Man damn you
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Jump out and I
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom

All these changes
This shit making me hot
Tissue for my wrist
Big bullets on the watch
Come on let’s squash this
I think not
How you left him when you saw him?
I think shot
Opps tryna keep they kids ’cause they know we gon’ spam
Opps went and got they kids
The only time we gon’ spam
And this mask shit ain’t new
I used to always wear ’em
Broke and still rock my jeans
Used to always share ’em
And that slime shit ain’t nothing, used to always do it
I ain’t never drove shit, used to always shoot it
I ain’t ever waste my beam, used to always use it
Glock loud, don’t matter used to always mute it
Blam-boom

You see all these diamonds on me hitting
Blam-boom
Plenty hoes, I ain’t trippin’ ’bout no bitches
Blam-boom
Everybody trigger finger itching
Blam-boom
I paid to get ’em gone
Kill the trigger

Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Tryna blam you
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Man damn you
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Jump out and I
Blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom, blam-boom
Blam-boom