Bang
That big 23 sh-
I know a whole lot of sh- that I can't tell nobody
And I done seen a lot of sh- that I wish I wasn't watchin'
Slide around through my city, just me and my rocket
Know these p- n- plottin', so one in the noggin
Police on my d- bad, so I watch how I'm drivin'
Still smash the gas, show my a-, young n- wildin'
Shooters stay in front of me, one on side me and behind me
That boy'll step you for a Rollie, call that perfect timing
Bang sh-, gang sh-, we on that same sh-
Stay in your lane b-, step on you and who you came with
These p- n- need to be exposed, they on some lame sh-
Dracos'll take off a n- throat, now he brainless
B-, slay and we gon' slay you, I bang the ATK too
Step on 'em like a grapefruit, we increase the murder rate too
Two shooters hoppin' out a rental, run and we gon' chase you
I'ma take your p- a- up off this earth just like I made you
Stop lyin', b-, you hidin', b-, we steady slidin', b-
Stop lyin', b-, you hidin', b-, we steady slidin', b-
We catch you and you dyin' quick, you n- dyin', b-
We catch you and you dyin' quick, you n- dyin', b-
What's on your mind? N-, say somethin'
B-, you ain't gon' spray
Somethin', my young n- 'll shake somethin'
I like to make money, got plenty sense but I just play dummy
More shots than eight hundred, we steady comin' but they stay runnin'
They know we got Glocks and we got them pocket rockets too
They know ain't no stoppin', we pop his top, he try to move
I bet we gon' drop him, this b- gon' knock him out his shoes
Your mama watchin' main topic, your face done popped up on the news
Bang, we got them pocket rockets too
Ain't no stoppin', we pop his top, he try to move
They know the youngin dummy
All of my n- tote drummies
This sh- all bad
My mama don't sound good, growin' up, ain't have my dad
Just had my mama, sh-, that's all I f- had
I ran up a sack, I had to run up me a bag
I had to do this sh- for times when I was sad
I had to do this for the times when I ain't answer that
Ain't never pop sh- but they already know I popped they n-
They know fifty plus, another fifty, that's a hundred
They know I'ma run his a- down, b-, I'ma dump it
They know I ain't laughin' 'cause I ain't seen sh- funny
They know that these n- be p-, somethin' like my woman
I f- the b-good, I stuff the d- all in her stomach
You better not tell 'em that, you better not tell on me
B-, you better not rep on me, ain't never stepped on me
And all my n- step for me, them n- step for free
Official like a referee
I take off and they'll neck for me, on gang, bang
They know what it is with 23, man
I be on that real 23 sh-
B- a- n- be talkin', but b-
We really live like this, p- a- n-
What up?
They gon' step for me
They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
But I'ma cut the check for him
I'ma still cut the check for him
He actin' sh- so I'ma have to cut the check, gang
He actin' sh- so I'ma have to cut the check
Bring back his neck and I'ma have to cut the check
Bring back his neck and I'ma have to cut the check
For them green dollars, he'll bring back the neck
For them blue dollars, he'll bring back the head
N- talkin' sh-, well he gon' bring back your leg
Well he gon' bring back your leg
I be talkin' sh-, n-, I ain't just talkin' sh-
See a n- wrap a brick
On some trapper sh-
These n- on some acting sh- and now a n- rappin' sh-
Ain't on no rappin' sh-
Ain't on no rappin' sh-
I can go all day, I can go all day, I was trappin' in the hallway
I was skippin' school, I ain't give a f- what y'all say
I was skippin' school, I ain't give a f- what y'all say
I was slanging iron, b-, that was just in broad day
N- talkin' sh-, well I'll have to see what y'all see
F- that n- b-, and I stuck
I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day
I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day
I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day
I don't wanna stop the beat, I don't wanna stop the beat
I never wanna stop the beat
N- askin' for some peace, I never wanna stop the beef
I just wanna step on him, step on me
I just wanna step on him, I know he wanna step on me
I know a whole lot of sh- that I can't tell nobody
And I done seen a lot of sh- that I wish I wasn't watchin'
Slide around through my city, just me and my rocket
Know these p- n- plottin', so one in the noggin
Police on my d- bad, so I watch how I'm drivin'
Still smash the gas, show my a-, young n- wildin'
Shooters stay in front of me, one on side me and behind me
That boy'll step you for a Rollie, call that perfect timing
Bang sh-, gang sh-, we on that same sh-
Stay in your lane b-, step on you and who you came with
These p- n- need to be exposed, they on some lame sh-
Dracos'll take off a n- throat, now he brainless
B-, slay and we gon' slay you, I bang the ATK too
Step on 'em like a grapefruit, we increase the murder rate too
Two shooters hoppin' out a rental, run and we gon' chase you
I'ma take your p- a- up off this earth just like I made you
Stop lyin', b-, you hidin', b-, we steady slidin', b-
Stop lyin', b-, you hidin', b-, we steady slidin', b-
We catch you and you dyin' quick, you n- dyin', b-
We catch you and you dyin' quick, you n- dyin', b-
What's on your mind? N-, say somethin'
B-, you ain't gon' spray
Somethin', my young n- 'll shake somethin'
I like to make money, got plenty sense but I just play dummy
More shots than eight hundred, we steady comin' but they stay runnin'
They know we got Glocks and we got them pocket rockets too
They know ain't no stoppin', we pop his top, he try to move
I bet we gon' drop him, this b- gon' knock him out his shoes
Your mama watchin' main topic, your face done popped up on the news
Bang, we got them pocket rockets too
Ain't no stoppin', we pop his top, he try to move
They know the youngin dummy
All of my n- tote drummies
This sh- all bad
My mama don't sound good, growin' up, ain't have my dad
Just had my mama, sh-, that's all I f- had
I ran up a sack, I had to run up me a bag
I had to do this sh- for times when I was sad
I had to do this for the times when I ain't answer that
Ain't never pop sh- but they already know I popped they n-
They know fifty plus, another fifty, that's a hundred
They know I'ma run his a- down, b-, I'ma dump it
They know I ain't laughin' 'cause I ain't seen sh- funny
They know that these n- be p-, somethin' like my woman
I f- the b-good, I stuff the d- all in her stomach
You better not tell 'em that, you better not tell on me
B-, you better not rep on me, ain't never stepped on me
And all my n- step for me, them n- step for free
Official like a referee
I take off and they'll neck for me, on gang, bang
They know what it is with 23, man
I be on that real 23 sh-
B- a- n- be talkin', but b-
We really live like this, p- a- n-
What up?
They gon' step for me
They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me
But I'ma cut the check for him
I'ma still cut the check for him
He actin' sh- so I'ma have to cut the check, gang
He actin' sh- so I'ma have to cut the check
Bring back his neck and I'ma have to cut the check
Bring back his neck and I'ma have to cut the check
For them green dollars, he'll bring back the neck
For them blue dollars, he'll bring back the head
N- talkin' sh-, well he gon' bring back your leg
Well he gon' bring back your leg
I be talkin' sh-, n-, I ain't just talkin' sh-
See a n- wrap a brick
On some trapper sh-
These n- on some acting sh- and now a n- rappin' sh-
Ain't on no rappin' sh-
Ain't on no rappin' sh-
I can go all day, I can go all day, I was trappin' in the hallway
I was skippin' school, I ain't give a f- what y'all say
I was skippin' school, I ain't give a f- what y'all say
I was slanging iron, b-, that was just in broad day
N- talkin' sh-, well I'll have to see what y'all see
F- that n- b-, and I stuck
I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day
I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day
I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day
I don't wanna stop the beat, I don't wanna stop the beat
I never wanna stop the beat
N- askin' for some peace, I never wanna stop the beef
I just wanna step on him, step on me
I just wanna step on him, I know he wanna step on me
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Writer(s): Javorius Scott, Duane Austin Jr
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