Wombo Combo

[Intro: Shotgun Willy]

Look at that up smash

Happy Feet

Wombo Combo!

Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Shotgun Willy]

Hit a motherfucker with a Wombo Combo

He never comin' back (Huh?), oh no, he never comin’ back (What?)

You know I cannot lack, yeah, that's the motto

I pull with a strap (Huh?) and watch a bullet eat yo ass (Oh!)

I got a big AK, look like a Tahoe

I load it from the back (Ayy) and then I'm slammin’ on the gas (Ayy)

I gotta lead the pack, look like head honcho

I made a couple grand (Skrrt), but I ain't never been to class, ayy

[Verse 1: Shotgun Willy]

Spit fire like Ness

Willy coming up, I think he better than the rest, huh? Huh?

Big balls, I'm blessed

Bitch, I've been a king, it's like my life a game of chess, ayy, ayy

And I'm aiming for your neck

I never had a whip, I guess I'll pull up in a jet, huh, what?

Good game, get wrecked

Shotty is the name, but I'ma pull up with a tech, ah

Mama said I gotta eat my broccoli

Kick her in the head, it got me feeling like I’m Rock Lee, ha, ha, ha

5 star, they never caught me

Had a lookalike, but I can promise it was not me, ha, ha, ha

New whip white like a Nazi

If you in the road, then I’ma act like I cannot see, ha, ha, ha

Feel like can't nobody stop me

Getting cocky, got me feelin’ like, ha, ha

[Chorus: Shotgun Willy]

Hit a motherfucker with a Wombo Combo

He never comin' back (Huh?), oh no, he never comin' back (What?)

You know I cannot lack, yeah, that's the motto

I pull with a strap (Huh?) and watch a bullet eat yo ass (Oh!)

I got a big AK, look like a Tahoe

I load it from the back (Ayy) and then I’m slammin' on the gas (Ayy)

I gotta lead the pack, look like head honcho

I made a couple grand (Skrrt), but I ain't never been to class, ayy

[Verse 2: Lil Kapow]

Slap a motherfucker with a Holy Bible

I get to the bag, now the Dell is a MacBook (Brr!)

Promethazine in my apple cider

Eat ass like a snack and I'm takin' a nap (Ayy, ayy!)

Face a 10 gram blunt at the David's Bridal

I ball like the Jets, poppin' tags at the Gap (Yeah!)

My gang got a whole lot of sticks, we tribal

Keep a big strap, half-black Johnny Cash, ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy, brr, woo!)

I smack her ass like a volleyball, ayy

I'm gettin' head by a Barbie doll, yeah

Molly got me doin' somersaults

She do more lines than a muhfuckin' parking lot (Skrrt-skrrt)

I can fuck you, but I cannot love you

I married the money, bitch, mazel tov

I'm gettin' neck while I'm playing Bionicles

I am the boy, barnacle (Brr-ah!)

Gang shit, baby, you cannot be involved

Robbin' these niggas like Christopher (Ayy!)

Fuck a day job

I'm sellin' crack to the homeless in Beverly Hills and shit (Ha, ha, ha, ooo!)

I hit the Wombo Combo

That's when I mix alcohol with the pills, li'l bitch (Ooh!)

I hit the Wombo Combo (Ayy!)

That's when I super smash hoes and I finish it (Ayy, ayy, ayy!)

[Chorus: Shotgun Willy]

Hit a motherfucker with a Wombo Combo

He never comin' back (Huh?), oh no, he never comin' back (What?)

You know I cannot lack, yeah, that's the motto

I pull with a strap (Huh?) and watch a bullet eat yo ass (Oh!)

I got a big AK, look like a Tahoe

I load it from the back (Ayy) and then I'm slammin' on the gas (Ayy)

I gotta lead the pack, look like head honcho

I made a couple grand (Skrrt), but I ain't never been to class, ayy