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Bangs
- //intro//
- This shit gonna be a banger
- Who gives a fuck
- Stop fucking with me
- //chorus//
- Got a lot to lose
- But shit can't get blazing
- Caught him lacking and shot him in the porshe
- Flexing with a hundred cash
- I know who this bad bitch belongs to
- And I don't give a fuck
- I made it on my own
- I always hit bangs like chief keef
- Shit my last hit was back in Chicago
- Wait Rock that imma fuck you up
- //verse//
- Don't come around here
- I know I'm making all the opps mad
- Pray to god that this shit stays the same
- Can't stand a baller
- I don't give a fuck
- I'm a baller that will ball out like im Kobe
- So bitch don't fuck up unless you want fucked up
- How the fuck am I supposed to leave when I'm addicted
- //verse//
- call up these hos (boom)
- that girl sent me to jail (damn)
- they will never pop out like (what)
- make him dance, I ain't talking bout tik tok
- just know I ain't got no flaws
- but I got all this sause
- told these hos bout playing with Z
- man these hos bitches
- all the opps run from me
- I brush my teeth and drill
- foreign bitches you know
- //verse//
- my closet filled with drugs
- it ain't no point of the G.O.A.T's
- cause they ain't living
- they all die out (they all die out)
- Don't need Molly or percs
- tommy in them hills
- but I'm nice with them pills
- I know she a freak
- bad bitch she a killer (killer)
- she a high speed chase
- cause she be high speed lacing them pills
- I told her to stay there and I went and pulled up in a Royce
- but I told her she can't get in the Royce
- cause I ain't got license but I don't give a fuck nigga we coming through
- we with the gang so we crazy
- we came from poverty
- wait still in poverty
- blowin' up my phone
- but I ignore the shit
- then my phone get to calling but I press ignore
- //chorus//
- Got a lot to lose
- But shit can't get blazing
- Caught him lacking and shot him in the porshe
- Flexing with a hundred cash
- I know who this bad bitch belongs to
- And I don't give a fuck
- I made it on my own
- I always hit bangs like chief keef
- Shit my last hit was back in Chicago
- Wait Rock that imma fuck you up
- //verse//
- Who want the smoke
- I am a beast don't think you can tame me
- My nigga be stepping on niggas
- Whole lot drugs
- Xan, Perc, fentanyl
- You name it
- My homies be OD
- Can't no nigga hold me
- I'm with this shit
- Bitch I'm a shooter
- //chorus//
- Got a lot to lose
- But shit can't get blazing
- Caught him lacking and shot him in the porshe
- Flexing with a hundred cash
- I know who this bad bitch belongs to
- And I don't give a fuck
- I made it on my own
- I always hit bangs like chief keef
- Shit my last hit was back in Chicago
- Wait Rock that imma fuck you
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