Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bang, artist - JayDaYoungan. Album song Endless Pain, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Bang |
I know a whole lot of shit that I can’t tell nobody |
And I done seen a lot of shit that I wish I wasn’t watchin' |
Slide around through my city, just me and my rocket |
Know these pussy niggas plottin', so one in the noggin |
Police on my dick bad, so I watch how I’m drivin' |
Still smash the gas, show my ass, young nigga 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 shit, gang shit, we on that same shit |
Stay in your lane bitch, step on you and who you came with |
These pussy niggas need to be exposed, they on some lame shit |
Dracos’ll take off a nigga’s throat, now he brainless |
Bithh, 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 pussy ass up off this earth just like I made you |
Stop lyin', bitch, you hidin', bitch, we steady slidin', bitch |
Stop lyin', bitch, you hidin', bitch, we steady slidin', bitch |
We catch you and you dyin' quick, you niggas dyin', bitch |
We catch you and you dyin' quick, you niggas dyin', bitch |
What’s on your mind? |
Nigga, say somethin' |
Bitch, you ain’t gon' spray somethin', my young niggas’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 bitch 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 niggas tote drummies |
This shit all bad… |
My mama don’t sound good, growin' up, ain’t have my dad |
Just had my mama, shit, that’s all I fuckin' had |
I ran up a sack, I had to run up me a bag |
I had to do this shit for times when I was sad |
I had to do this for the times when I ain’t answer that |
Ain’t never pop shit but they already know I popped they nigga |
They know fifty plus, another fifty, that’s a hundred |
They know I’ma run his ass down, bitch, I’ma dump it |
They know I ain’t laughin' 'cause I ain’t seen shit funny |
They know that these niggas be pussy, somethin' like my woman |
I fuck the bitch good, I stuff the dick all in her stomach |
You better not tell 'em that, you better not tell on me |
Bitch, you better not rep on me, ain’t never stepped on me |
And all my niggas step for me, them niggas 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 shit |
Bitch ass nigga be talkin', but bitch, we really live like this, pussy ass nigga |
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 |
They gon' step for me, them niggas, they gon' step for free |
But I’ma cut the check for him |
I’ma still cut the check for him |
He actin' shit so I’ma have to cut the check, gang |
He actin' shit 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 |
Niggas talkin' shit, well he gon' bring back your leg |
Well he gon' bring back your leg |
I be talkin' shit, nigga, I ain’t just talkin' shit |
See a nigga wrap a brick |
On some trapper shit |
These niggas on some acting shit and now a nigga rappin' shit |
Ain’t on no rappin' shit |
Ain’t on no rappin' shit |
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 fuck what y’all say |
I was skippin' school, I ain’t give a fuck what y’all say |
I was slanging iron, bitch, that was just in broad day |
Niggas talkin' shit, well I’ll have to see what y’all see |
Fuck that nigga bitch, 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 |
Nigga 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 |