Lyrics:
the money I'ma take it home
Home home home
Oh Lord shit Shabba the racks
Fuck that, hop out the Benz
Bang bang shout out to Bankx, oh Lord Shabba
in the air)
(I hope they know, a lot of cancer in the air)
Bang it out, that nigga know he in danger now
Purge shit, we tryna catch a nigga
Jump out gang
Jump out bang
We got 'nuff firearms
But I still do up bare hands
We got spinner's and dotty's
We got 40's and MAC's
We got 'nuff
of being patient
Yeah
Ay
Yeah
Iced out wrist
Bang my chest
East to west
'Round my, 'round my
Iced out wrist
Bang my chest
East to west
'Round my, 'round
time, and I just wish I could rewind shit
I'm in love with how my 40 bang', choppa, shoot out flames
Know these bitch niggas went against the grain,
bang
Getting out of bed
Coz this boomerang
Always comes back
Harder than I thought
A different kind of blues has infected my heart
Father father did you
Bang, bang
What's your name?
I'm moving through everything
What you see is what you say
I ain't going out today
Bang, bang
What's your name?
I'm
Bang bang ba-bang, ba-bang bang ba-bang
Ba-bang bang ba-bang, bang ti-a-bang time
Bang bang time (uhh) it's bang time (uhh)
Bang bang time (uhh)
Let him keep on talkin', he's a dead man
Hold on, Top say
We gon' do that talkin' with them dirty pistols
Bitch, how you gon' bang out with some
on
Bang out bang out bang out I'm a savage
I'm the one who put the city on the atlas
Supa mega I'm established
Bout to send a uber to your address
Las'fika
they gon bang bang
Right out of the Charger
Just speak your mind hope you wake in the morning
They gon turn their back on you with no warning
I said I'm
that I gotta bang out
Just caught a opp boy
That I gotta bang out
Run up in traps
Opps get drag out
Fuck it
I'm loosing my shit
Can't snap out
And this
down
Stay tamed
Lil nigga call me Pops I show out
Bang Bang
Bang Bang
Yeah yeah you call me Pops
Bang Bang
Bang Bang
Yeah yeah you ain't bout that life
Fewww, Fewww, Fewww, Fewww
Pure four The Win Nigga
We can bang it out
I gotta hitter he my Nigga i just paid him out
And we ain't tripping on no
She like to bang bang
Screaming out my last name till her knees shake
She like the way I drive my whip in the fast lane
I'm passin every motherfucka
The guard asks her out, she turns him down and shows him the door (once more)
(Bang! Bang!)
(Bang! Bang!)
They must have run through it a thousand times
went to hit a lick
I can't hang out light & Darkness Don't mix
I used to bang out, had to put down that switch I cant fit in
I bang that Christ life, boy
bang, make em bawl out for more
Bang Bang, he licking his lip for me
Bang Bang
Bang Bang
Loving up my form
This gym body tight and sexy
Throwing waist
bling
Brand new Balenciaga's
It ain't nothing
Nigga, drip bang
Jump out the coupe
Drippin' sauce
On the rap game
Me and gang gang
Rock new chains
clashing, thrashing, someone turned the light out
I met my baby, expressed my passion, on my fashion night out
Her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pop
clashing, thrashing, someone turned the light out
I met my baby, expressed my passion, on my fashion night out
Her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pop
finna bang it out
I'm finna spaz out
I'm Finna spaz out
I'm finna spaz out like a hood nigga outside I'm finna bang it out
Put the pillow to your mouth,
out here wildin' playing Russian Roulette (bang-bang)
My niggas out here wildin' playing Russian Roulette
Russian Roulette (let's get it), with
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