Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! (Know what I′m saying)
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! (We in the twinkie traphouse)
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! (It's the fire the kid spittin cuz)
K-i-does-what-the-*****-I-want!
Nineteen with a milli swag
Making white moms really glad
Whack rappers is really mad
Cause y'all suck like really bad!
Nigga time for me to get rad
I make this shit look gold
But nah nigga, this shit just brass
If your shit sounds weak just hit up my phone
You need help with your songs, I'm the nigga you call
Cause I bang bang bang bang
Run these tracks and you get hit with a train
Or hook cause I know how to sang sang
Have your preteen goin insane
Your chick she so thirsty
I gave her a drink but, I don′t think it's working
I see more of her than you, and I ain′t met her in person
Biggity! Bang! Bang! Mr. Man
Where the ***** you been at, bruh?
I been up, banging on raps
Walking in show, making stages collapse
Remeber who is that, cause they know we are
Blowing up trees, ***** security guards
Touch Down and make the city ours
My hair nappy like a Rastafari
Dreamed of gold chains around my neck,
Big crib, a bunch of whips like slaves
Y'all balling on minimum wage
Ain′t red nor blue but my niggas we bang
Oh wow, you said I couldn′t do it
Funny as *****, are you dummies or what?
Cause I was gon' blow when you dumb niggas knew it
And these niggas know what I′m bout
Pull up on a 60s bike that cost more than your house
Got them speakers blaring
There ain't anywhere you can hide