BOOMERANG

Throwing up, looking upside down It's so funny 'til it all comes back around Head spinning out, roundhouse kick Got a fist up, never bent the wrist up Pistol whip I get it lit And then I'm out the door Why you charged up? Aggravated matador AC in the whip Icy on my wrist But we still ain't got AC in the apartment Carbon skating 'round some corners that I barely know History inside the kitchen with my logic pro PoPo act like roly-poly They don't know we rolling, rolling Toxins in that OG Worried imma be like ODB I pop on that OGC I been stuck, stuck on looping beats Keep my reefer up That Blazy Suzan getting stuffed Yeah Feeling on my scruff I'm twenty-two now, bro That's fucked up That's a commonality with me Is this reality? Look to the sky and make apparent these feet grounding me Moved out to Nash I thank above for those surrounding me I'm blessed Who knows if it's the allergies And the quarter pounds of weed Who 'gon pound with me? Who down with me? Aye, aye, aye Who down with me? Who down with me? Aye, aye, aye Who 'gon pound with me? Who down with me? Aye, aye, aye Who down with me? Who down with me? Aye, aye, aye Aye, aye, yay Throwing up, looking upside down It's so funny 'til it all comes back around Head spinning out, roundhouse kick Got a fist up, never bent the wrist up Throwing up, looking upside down It's so funny 'til it all comes back around Head spinning out, roundhouse kick Got a fist up, never bent the wrist up Got a fist up, never bent the wrist up Got a fist, fist, never bent the wrist Got a fist up, I never bent the wrist up I got a fist, got a fist, never bent the wrist