Bass lines and cars anything fast Makin' money last, hide it in a flask Sound of a bomb blast, throw it in tha bag Humping on my leg, yo I’m on my fuckin' glass Know who I am, I run this fuckin' club Tell them hoes I'll holler, stacks I got Fuck you pay

Oh, oh oh, oh, oh We could all be blown to pieces Because time's a ticking bomb We could all be dead tomorrow But our love will carry on 'Cause when you know, your days are numbered And you're looking in my eyes It's not the end, 'cause the energy never

And now, the car bomb Yo, Re-Re, come on man, let's get the fuck up out of here, man I'm comin' baby, all right speedy I'm coming, damn! Took a motherfuckin' hour to get dressed I told you I was gonna be here over this motherfucker I wanna be in and out.

And it is way too unhealthy Often they've typically been starved for attention before They don't even care at all She's open waiting for more And I know he's only looking to score He pauses shaving and he tells himself that he is the bomb She has her