Bang

Pull the trigger, i'm ur weapon
Ticking like a timer i'mma make it blow

Superstition, cold ignition
Body sweatin' & drippin' fya on the floor

Move your body closer next to mine
Turning up the heat coz now it's time

Run the town wida bang
Style it out wida bang
Wind it up make it bang,
Bang, bang

Pop it off wida bang
Take it off wida bang
Fuck it up wida bang
Bang bang

Hardly breathin' issa feeling
Tug a war we back n forth just for the night

My controller, barely sober
Have another sip to get you on the vibe

Move your body closer next to mine
Turning up the heat coz now it's time

Run the town wida bang
Style it out wida bang
Wind it up make it bang,
Bang, bang

Pop it off wida bang
Take it off wida bang
Fuck it up wida bang
Bang bang

Yas queen no queen
Do that thing on repeat
But i think i like it better when i'm on top

Yas bitch no bitch
Work and get that real shit
Imma killer for the realest wanna make you drop

Move your body closer next to mine
Turning up the heat coz now it's time

Run the town wida bang
Style it out wida bang
Wind it up make it bang,
Bang, bang

Pop it off wida bang
Take it off wida bang
Fuck it up wida bang
Bang bang

Yas queen no queen
Do that thing on repeat
But i think i like it better when i'm on top

Yas bitch no bitch
Work and get that real shit
Imma killer for the realest wanna make you drop
Bang, bang



Credits
Writer(s): Wade Kirby, Monty Criswell
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