Bang

Imma go out with a bang
My brother serving Grams of white, Eddie cane
Got the Glock 22 when I ride in the stang
These junkies be begging and asking for change
Back in the day in the trap I would slang
We wipe his nose but we don't do cocaine
I leveled up. Put vs on my chain
Get me a Rollie, and rock it plain Jane
The trap without mike man this shit not the same
hop in the coupe then I go hit a stain
Get on your knees give me top and the brain
I double the cup but I'm not Kirko bangz
I kick her out, she come back, boomerang
Alexander McQueen I'm not talking bout wang
I was down bad, got a mic, then I sang
Driving with p's in the back of the stang
Stop talking shit, get a rope, and just hang
My pockets thick and just know it won't change
I heard that your pockets was on restraint
I pour a 4 in a bottle, champagne
Make the work disappear but I'm not David Blaine
Not talking bout weather but I make it rain
200 the dash yea this rover got range
If you want the smoke then we get it arranged
I leveled up but they said that I changed
Imma go out with a bang
My brother serving Grams of white, Eddie cane
Got the Glock 22 when I ride in the stang
These junkies be begging and asking for change
Back in the day in the trap I would slang
We wipe his nose but we don't do cocaine
I leveled up. Put vs on my chain
Get me a Rollie, and rock it plain Jane

Hop in the coupe then I go hit a stain

I double the cup but I'm not Kirko Bangz

Alexander McQueen I'm not talking bout wang

Driving with p's in the back of the stang



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Writer(s): Jackson Jones
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