BANG BANG ft. theKD, Ano, Greek & Kristijan "63" Lyrics

Hahahaha

STEW, yeah

I don't know why you're trying to say I'm not good or something

Aye

Wild black n mild, in my head thinking about the future

Tryna fuck the game over like it's Karma Sutra

I've been going for the ring like I play for the Hoosiers

They only 'member first, don't talk about the losers

Uh, get in my way, bang bang

Give me the ball or go hard in the paint, yeah

Don't give a fuck what you think

You jazzing my armor, ain't making a chink, yeah

Straight from the Pot yeah

Burning the place you can't stop us

Nah, wouldn't get into our way

We serving the beef up proper

I don't bang but let it bang if you coming close

I got daughters, bruddas, sistas

I ain't got no self control

You niggas goofy bro

Treat raps like movie roles

You niggas lose me bro, huh

Bunch of jokers

I'm a ace like luffy bro

These flows is patented

Word and flow my science

When I speak it's silent

Ballin like I'm Zion

Flier than some peli peli

Hol' up they ain't ready ready

Hold the game, fuck it steady

Taking names, this shit heavy

Ain't the one name ain't Headie

Wild black n mild, in my head thinking about the future

Tryna fuck the game over like it's Karma Sutra

I've been going for the ring like I play for the Hoosiers

They only 'member first, don't talk about the losers

Ayo

Would tip black, I'mma take that hit

Road to the top, I'mma make that trip

Money on the table but I make that flip

This you dog, yeah we make them hits

Step to the plate and the gang don't miss

Dog we can hang and the slang so sick

Step in the rang with a belt and a chain

Pounding on my chest while I'm yelling bang bang

Couldn't you ever believe it we blowing in Cleveland

We cooking in Phoenix the method is genius

We rolled up our sleeves, and we put in the work

And give it to ziggy and they get to twerking

Tell a motherfucker that he really ain't do this

All claims suspect fruitless proofless

Banging on 'em every single second I get

Yelling bang bang bitch never forget

Never forget

Quiet nigga, don't make me pop off

No pinata when we knock your block off

Calm now but I will go Crocker

Keep talking, it'll make you look baka

Whoah

Did it in Cleveland I showed out in Phoenix

You pick my opponents, I'm still undefeated

The view is so scenic, I go through the ring

And I stay in my bag without lifting a finger

Yeah people want to talk that talk

But when it come down to it they don't ever walk that line

Always want to hop on a track just to cap stop fronting

You ain't ever held that 9

If I said it then I meant it, uh

If I start it I'll finish, uh

My heart stuck on tennis

If we let it spray then we'll leave no witness