Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bing James, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song Funeral, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Young Money
Song language: English
Bing James |
Yellow pill, purple drank, a nigga geeked, mane |
Yellow pill, pruple drank, a nigga geeked, mane |
Yellow pill |
Gang gang, Rose Gold, Richard Mill', nigga, plain jane |
Two twin blickers, lil' nigga, ying-yang |
Strong, strong weed, lil' nigga, Ving Rhames |
Big crown on lil' nigga, Bing James |
Bust down glowin, nigga, Bing James |
Bust down froze, take picture, freeze frame |
Niggas on they death bed, they need they sheets changed |
Yeah, big game |
Okay, red team, lit up like a light beam |
Sipping ice cream |
Dripping like some Visine |
Since Spike Lee |
I’ve been doing the right thing |
Take my dirty money, and teach 'em about hygiene |
That banana blip |
Aiming at a rapper lip |
'Cause he cap and cap |
We call 'em Colin Kapernick |
This ain’t no rapping shit |
We wrap your ass and wrap it quick |
I don’t be acting lit |
I’m on too much Actavis |
I’m repping Blood gang |
Put some Molly on her motherfucking tongue ring |
Birkin bag for baby, that was chump change |
Red carpet on the concrete, that’s a blood stain |
Yeah, drove off screaming, «Gang gang» |
Gang gang, Rose Gold, Richard Mill', nigga, plain jane |
Two twin blickers, lil' nigga, ying-yang |
Strong, strong weed, nigga, Ving Rhames |
Big crown on lil' nigga, Bing James |
Bust down glowin, nigga, Bing James |
Bust down froze, take picture, freeze frame |
Niggas on they death bed, they need they sheets changed |
Yeah, big game |
Eastside! |
Motion picture shit |
At you with my.40 Glock |
When I’m on my savage shit |
Bodies on that black top |
Weapons in the stash box |
Keep a couple lamb chops |
All we serve is hearses, you don’t get no ambulance ride |
All we know is big B’s, yeah, you know, that’s gang, gang |
This ain’t what you want, you don’t wanna lose your brain, brain |
Been focused on this bag now, yeah, we from the projects (Yeah) |
We got that PTSD like some Vietnam vets |
Miss me with that bullshit, I’m just tryna make a plate |
While Lamborghini truck, bitches call it yola-yay |
Choppers raised ablaze, Smith N Wesson in my breakaway |
Peep the different shit from behind these Aviator shades |
Gang gang, Rose Gold, Richard Mill', nigga, plain jane |
Two twin blickers, yeah, yin yang |
Strong, strong weed, nigga, Ving Rhames |
Big crown on lil' nigga, Bing James |
Bust down glowin, nigga, Bing James |
Bust down froze, nigga, freeze frame |
Yellow pill, pruple drank, I’m Laker geeked, mane |
Gang gang, Rose Gold, Richard Mill', nigga, plain jane |
Two twin blickers, lil' nigga, yin yang |
Strong, strong weed, like nigga Ving Rhames |
Big crown on lil' nigga, Bing James |
Bust down glowin, nigga, Bing James |
Bust down froze, take picture, freeze frame |
Niggas on they death bed, they need they sheets changed |
Yeah, big game |
Yellow pill, purple drank, a nigga geeked, mane |
Yellow pill, purple drank, a nigga geeked, mane |
Yellow pill, purple drank, a nigga geeked, mane |
Mula, brazy |