YG – BOMPTOWN FINEST Lyrics

BOMPTOWN FINEST Lyrics by YG

[Intro]
Bomptown finest
Bomptown finest
Look, uhh, nigga, Bomptown’s finest

[Verse 1]
I done did the unexpected
They counting n—-s out, now them dickheads respect us
You unsure about me being successful
Well, I’m unsure about your a-s standing in my section
‘Cause I done put in overtime, caught cases, pop straps when Pop think I lost my mind
Where I’m from they try to hate and politic
But f–k that, buy a strap, slow them up with hollow tips
I’m, self made, self paid, self safe of everythang
And that Maybach doing donuts, b—h
I’m in Bompton, still hitting’ corners
And if the ‘Gnac gone, n—-s still sip Corona
I done made me, I feel good about it
But them suckas try to tell me, take the hood up out me
Who would Master P be if he wasn’t “‘Bout It ‘Bout It”?
Or HOV without the Marcy Projects

[Bridge]
I’m Bomptown’s finest, yeah, n—a
Bomptown’s finest, 4Hunnid, 4
N—a, Bomptown’s finest, yeah
Bomptown’s finest, uhh

[Verse 2]
Now when I pull up, everything exotic
Can’t complain, life’s sweet, blue drank, Hpnotiq
The past year I’ve been making all profit
My team finally got it, then somebody shot me
D–n, that’s just the Devil, my n—a
But thank god it ain’t end with a shovel, my n—a
Have it dusted off my shoulders like whatever, my n—a
And Frogg ain’t gone, he live forever, my n—a
Rest in peace to my n—a Frogg
You know your 4Hunnid n—-s out here, doing they s–t, n—a
My n—a gone but never forgotten
You know anytime I bheese, I told you what’s popping
Uhh, so y’all n—-s finally made it
Buddha still the same, you know that n—a brazy
You know when small n—-s hating
There’s money being made now so n—-s started changing
And Game just dropped Documentary 2
He got some bangers on there, and what he talking about true
I know you and Peso had issues, but real s–t, it seem that n—a miss you
Your kids, I took them Christmas shopping
You know me, I’ma do my part, n—a I gotchu
I know you watching so you know what’s up with G man
He was just worried about his kids and his freeman
Your mom said that you said, we was on bad terms
Man that s–t work a n—a nerves
But long as Lil Buddha on this Earth, its long live Lil Frogg that’s my word

[Bridge]
N—a Bomptown’s finest
Ayy, n—a Bomptown’s finest
Ayy, n—a, Bomptown’s finest
This is Bomptown’s finest
N—a, Bomptown’s finest

[Verse 3]
Third verse, three years later, still Piruing it, still getting paper
Gotta tell you about the homies, whole lot up in the making
Teebee, yeah that’s my n—a, but we ain’t talk much lately
Me and H fell out, me and Mustard fell out
Me and you fell out ’cause there was some s–t you didn’t tell me ’bout
But I ain’t even tripping ’cause I get the bigger picture
Big Buddha that’s my n—a, so you know you my n—a
Turtle gone, Chica-gone, Buddha three call you know I answer my phone
High n—a skinny jeans, be the realest from the team
This how them old n—-s holla behind the scene
And baby Buddha, my Tree Top trooper
Big homies don’t love ya ’cause they ain’t say nothing to ya
But in real time the s–t out here be too tough
Gotta stay dangerous, gotta keep touped up
Hopping out with two tucked doing too much
Don’t give two f—s living like I can’t lose much
F–k luck, hit the bottle, now I’m f—-d up
Spread the money out
Pistol goes around, come around, n—a, nunchucks
Blow it once okay, blow it twice, you a dumb f–k
I done took homies off the block
Who knows how many homies I done saved from getting popped
Look at Slim he ain’t gotta sell rocks
I told him figure out this rap s–t, then you buy the block
Look it’s like 800, looking like money
I told him save that s–t don’t spend it all on the day
Ayy Buddha, ru’ you know what it ru’
We got some s–t in the making, it’s boming soon
Went from slanging to banging and burglaries before school
Then finesse this rap s–t on Piru

[Bridge]
Bomptown’s finest
Ayy, n—a Bomptown’s finest
Ayy n—a, Bomptown’s finest
This is Bomptown’s finest
N—a, Bomptown’s finest