Hey
Hold up
Been on the road
Hopping from show to show
Like a toad
Tickets been getting sold
Cause I'm cold
Stop asking me who really got my soul
Is it heaven or hell
With a devilish grin I
Show em' my gold
Reach for my pocket I
Got a pole
It's already cocked and
Ready to go
Pop pop pop
With the toast
East coast, beast mode
Three hoes, trio
Coming for Cee-low
I'm getting green, dough
High like a C4, C-Note
When we blow, you'll know
Move slow
Almost militant
Illest in the building and I'm also villainous
Instilled it in
Your noggin
When they come knocking
I'm not in
They mad cause I'm dropping bombs when
They just tryna drop in
I heard thats how you splat
Nursery rhymers, you
Cat in the hats
Packing the pack
I also came strapped
Bitch it's Sour
I don't just rap
I tried to tell you
Sour - Boom Lyrics
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Hey
Hold up
Been on the road
Hopping from show to show
Like a toad
Tickets been getting sold
Cause I'm cold
Stop asking me who really got my soul
Is it heaven or hell
With a devilish grin I
Show em' my gold
Reach for my pocket I
Got a pole
It's already cocked and
Ready to go
Pop pop pop
With the toast
East coast, beast mode
Three hoes, trio
Coming for Cee-low
I'm getting green, dough
High like a C4, C-Note
When we blow, you'll know
Move slow
Almost militant
Illest in the building and I'm also villainous
Instilled it in
Your noggin
When they come knocking
I'm not in
They mad cause I'm dropping bombs when
They just tryna drop in
I heard thats how you splat
Nursery rhymers, you
Cat in the hats
Packing the pack
I also came strapped
Bitch it's Sour
I don't just rap
I tried to tell you
Hold up
Been on the road
Hopping from show to show
Like a toad
Tickets been getting sold
Cause I'm cold
Stop asking me who really got my soul
Is it heaven or hell
With a devilish grin I
Show em' my gold
Reach for my pocket I
Got a pole
It's already cocked and
Ready to go
Pop pop pop
With the toast
East coast, beast mode
Three hoes, trio
Coming for Cee-low
I'm getting green, dough
High like a C4, C-Note
When we blow, you'll know
Move slow
Almost militant
Illest in the building and I'm also villainous
Instilled it in
Your noggin
When they come knocking
I'm not in
They mad cause I'm dropping bombs when
They just tryna drop in
I heard thats how you splat
Nursery rhymers, you
Cat in the hats
Packing the pack
I also came strapped
Bitch it's Sour
I don't just rap
I tried to tell you
Writer: CARLO MANNUZZA
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave