This is a song about "Banging"

I probably body you on instagram banging and bluffing

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

The jiggas and the tips

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats

That all of y’all will be banging this shit like gay penises

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

European model white bitch is eating donuts

I ain't into ganging up, banging 'em, or slanging drugs,

She glided the blade across her wrist she hears banging on the door,

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

But all that city banging pride man it never got through to me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city