Like I’m Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin' smoke
Bitch I’m boutta pop, bitch you know I’m boutta blow up
Only need these hands I don’t need no fuckin pole
Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin dome up
Like I’m Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin' smoke
Bitch I’m boutta pop, bitch you know I’m boutta blow up
Only need these hands, I don’t need no fuckin' pole
Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin' dome up
Why you packin, you ain’t bout that action
Fuck yo bitch I’ll blow her back in
Why you mad but not attackin
Pussy boy I’ll send you packin
I'm the best, no doubt about it
Competition live without it
You just mad cause I’m too rowdy
Bitch get back I’m really bout it
Head down on the ground, you don’t want these hands around you
Nitroglycerin I’m sweatin, blastin off I’m bound to
Rushin, there ain’t no hiding yous a pussy if you down to
If you try to hide you gon be begging once I’ve found you
I'm the best, ain't no hero but always been vet
Nigga if you got an issue, AP shots up to yo neck
I don't give a fuck about no one, I'll say it no regrets
Bitch, I'm only here for me, I'm at the top and you'll respect
Grenadier bracers on my wrist, I'm about to pull the pin
Come at me with all your might or I'ma melt off all your skin
Howitzer impact if I'm pissed, Bitch I told you I'ma win
Bitch, get back before I blast, I said I'll do it again wit' a grin
Like I’m Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin smoke
Bitch I’m boutta pop, bitch you know I’m boutta blow up
Only need these hands I don’t need no fuckin pole
Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin dome up
Like I’m Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin smoke
Bitch I’m boutta pop, bitch you know I’m boutta blow up
Only need these hands I don’t need no fuckin pole
Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin dome up
Like I’m Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin' smoke
Bitch I’m boutta pop, bitch you know I’m boutta blow up
Only need these hands I don’t need no fuckin pole
Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin dome up
Like I’m Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin' smoke
Bitch I’m boutta pop, bitch you know I’m boutta blow up
Only need these hands, I don’t need no fuckin' pole
Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin' dome up
Why you packin, you ain’t bout that action
Fuck yo bitch I’ll blow her back in
Why you mad but not attackin
Pussy boy I’ll send you packin
I'm the best, no doubt about it
Competition live without it
You just mad cause I’m too rowdy
Bitch get back I’m really bout it
Head down on the ground, you don’t want these hands around you
Nitroglycerin I’m sweatin, blastin off I’m bound to
Rushin, there ain’t no hiding yous a pussy if you down to
If you try to hide you gon be begging once I’ve found you
I'm the best, ain't no hero but always been vet
Nigga if you got an issue, AP shots up to yo neck
I don't give a fuck about no one, I'll say it no regrets
Bitch, I'm only here for me, I'm at the top and you'll respect
Grenadier bracers on my wrist, I'm about to pull the pin
Come at me with all your might or I'ma melt off all your skin
Howitzer impact if I'm pissed, Bitch I told you I'ma win
Bitch, get back before I blast, I said I'll do it again wit' a grin
Like I’m Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin smoke
Bitch I’m boutta pop, bitch you know I’m boutta blow up
Only need these hands I don’t need no fuckin pole
Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin dome up
Like I’m Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin smoke
Bitch I’m boutta pop, bitch you know I’m boutta blow up
Only need these hands I don’t need no fuckin pole
Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin dome up
