Bammer Songtext
von Wiz Khalifa feat. Mustard
Bammer Songtext
Okay
Mustard on the beat
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don't give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don't give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Ridin′, slidin', dippin', vibin′
Get, come and live this life
I′m a rich, I could a rich twice
I'm a rich, I could a rich wife
Make her roll this, when she get inside
You be home on your own but your friends ain′t shy
Bust down Rollie, make my wrist hit bright
You gon' hit this you gon′ get this
Hit it 'til the mornin′, I'ma miss this flight
Good day time, you a freak at night
Get mad, better keep that vibe
When you live like me, you don't see that price
Want that bag, don′t need likes
OG swag, don′t need stripes
Only gas, that's only right
Smokin′ tree, my only vice
Don't give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don't give me no bammer
If it′s in my bag, know the - on point
Only real ones roll big
Kinda into her friend, if she, she can join
Rolled up when she heard my voice
She comin' with me, she ain't got no choice
Six Dússe, no Rolls Royce
Just bought a Corvette, just sold my Porsche
Only one time, she callin′
No NBA team, we ballin′
Don't take ′em on trips, don't spoil ′em
New that, new this, need all 'em
New whip, new paint like Rodman
No brake, straight gas, you stallin′
Don't take no brakes, I'm doubtin′
See me, big smoke like fireman
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don't give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Mustard on the beat
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don't give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don't give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Ridin′, slidin', dippin', vibin′
Get, come and live this life
I′m a rich, I could a rich twice
I'm a rich, I could a rich wife
Make her roll this, when she get inside
You be home on your own but your friends ain′t shy
Bust down Rollie, make my wrist hit bright
You gon' hit this you gon′ get this
Hit it 'til the mornin′, I'ma miss this flight
Good day time, you a freak at night
Get mad, better keep that vibe
When you live like me, you don't see that price
Want that bag, don′t need likes
OG swag, don′t need stripes
Only gas, that's only right
Smokin′ tree, my only vice
Don't give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don't give me no bammer
If it′s in my bag, know the - on point
Only real ones roll big
Kinda into her friend, if she, she can join
Rolled up when she heard my voice
She comin' with me, she ain't got no choice
Six Dússe, no Rolls Royce
Just bought a Corvette, just sold my Porsche
Only one time, she callin′
No NBA team, we ballin′
Don't take ′em on trips, don't spoil ′em
New that, new this, need all 'em
New whip, new paint like Rodman
No brake, straight gas, you stallin′
Don't take no brakes, I'm doubtin′
See me, big smoke like fireman
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it′s TGOD
Don't give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don't smoke that, it's TGOD
Don′t give me no bammer
We don′t smoke that, it's TGOD
Writer(s): Leon Ware, Arthur Ross, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com