Boom, Room, Hmm, Who (Gangster clash)

Boom, We dashed down into her house we crashing all over the couch we goin harder on the glass Into her room We tearing down into her mattress pulling all over her boxes dropping papers and curtains she like hmm I thought my brother was your brother so y u getting really harder on my counter I pulled a gun the fuck is you, who, I can her tearing down, her brother walked in from behind he pulled a gun I took the first shot