Bang (feat. Pryce Jamison)

Motherfuckers let it bang out here
Yeah no it's not the same round here
Don't get caught with snake in your mouth
Noise won't be the same coming out your mouth
Yeah they ain't catch me pulling out
Shit dusty that they bringing out
Throw it back and see what's coming now
Rolling caps we'll go a couple rounds
Merchandise that be a couple pounds
Wanna risk it on some ice you found
Run the numbers don't get cagey yeah
Set the market don't be wasting yeah
Wanna ride round find a couple lanes
That be switching up for the same thing
When they see me they be keeping up the same
When she see you she gone say another name

Bang, bang, if you shoot my jaw better shoot my brain
Aiming out the top, aiming through your place
Waving to your mom, as I make my way
I pop out
Aye, aye, aye
I rock out
Aye, aye, aye
Bring packs out, glasses out, then pass out
Aye, aye, aye

You don't know what you're talking about
Walking around with your dick hanging out
Close your eyes when I come around
You're talking shit keep my name out your mouth

Come after me?
I got my crew that'll come and defend me
Just keep the peace
I don't wanna see no one get deceased
She won't leave my side like a leash
Christian rap to y'all boys I'm a priest
Still chasing me cause I got the keys
Looney tunes keep on bugging me
Snakes in the grass tryna get tweety
Guess that's just what you wanna be
Sit down fore we make a scene

Give me all
Give me all
Give me all your money if you wanna count on me
You better count it right yeah yeah
I don't want no counterfeit
When you count it up every single night yeah yeah
I be saying all kinda shit
Run it up until they give a fight yeah yeah
I don't even wanna play no shade of gray
All black or white yeah yeah

Bang, bang, if you shoot my jaw better shoot my brain
Aiming out the top, aiming through your place
Waving to your mom, as I make my way
I pop out
Aye, aye, aye
I rock out
Aye, aye, aye
Bring packs out, glasses out, then pass out
Aye, aye, aye

You don't know what you're talking about
Walking around with your dick hanging out
Close your eyes when I come around
You're talking shit keep my name out your mouth

You don't know what you're talking about
Walking around with your dick hanging out
Close your eyes when I come around
You're talking shit keep my name out your mouth



Credits
Writer(s): Wade Kirby, Monty Criswell
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