Blacc Zacc, DaBaby - Bang lyrics

Jonathan Lyndale Kirk

[Blacc Zacc, DaBaby - Bang lyrics]

Yeah, yeah know we one that same shit, nigga
You know me and my niggas on the same shit
'Mano (Gang)

Bang, nigga,  throw your gang up, I'm insane
 nigga lame nigga, you ain't cut like us
You can't hang, nigga, rain, nigga
Choppa hit your block, let it
Sing, nigga, get some stain, nigga
Bang, nigga, if a nigga buck
Bust his motherfuckin' brains
My youngin' got the flame
He'll kill ya for a chain
These niggas ain't got 'caine, they actin'
It's a shame
If you don't give a fuck, throw it up, nigga
Bang

Big Crip, I'm a big Crip, crackin' big shit
Twenty-third back to twenty-first
That's the same shit
In the field I can send the blocks, nigga
Get him hit nBA, shootin' out the gate
Steph' Curry wrist oh, shit
I got sixty pointers on my
Wrist like I'm Nip' and you can ask around
I got my neighborhood rich
I'm rollin' up my opp'
I let my youngin take a hit
I never gave a fuck
This money ain't changin' shit
Still, I'll bust your brains
Money ain't change a thing
I don't pop no Percs
I pop a nigga for my pain
Welcome to the zoo, all my niggas
They untamed i ain't sparin' you
Hit 'em point blank range

Bang, nigga, throw your gang up, I'm insane
Nigga lame nigga, you ain't cut like us
You can't hang, nigga, rain, nigga
Choppa hit your block, let it
Sing, nigga, get some stain, nigga
Bang, nigga, if a nigga buck
Bust his motherfuckin' brains
My youngin' got the flame
He'll kill ya for a chain
These niggas ain't got 'caine, they actin'
It's a shame
If you don't give a fuck, throw it up, nigga
Bang

I don't give a fuck, they fuckin' love it
I just sent my new ho to the gun store
Had to up the budget i got in with a 45 and
A 40 on me, I'm clutchin', clutchin'
Used to ask for my name
I give 'em an alias 'cause
I was up to somethin' (Let's go)
I can't name a nigga that's hittin' the
Way Baby hittin', he a monster, monster
(yeah) and I can't make a play 'cause
Now I'm a famous nigga
Give my brother them numbers (Okay)
Like the way for the
Drought, flood, swim, bitch
I'm uppin' the numbers
If I turn on my throwaway
Phone, it's gon' ring
So I'm turnin' it off when I'm tourin'
(Let's go)
If I don't bring the food to the family
Somebody tell me who responsible for 'em?
Could've laid on the beach in Miami and still
Went to Cali' to grab me a few (Okay)
And you niggas ain't cut like I'm cut
You don't know what a trip
Out to Cali' would do (Ah)
I'll whip out a 5 on a nigga and
Show a nigga what this blam'll do
All you gon' hear is

Bang, nigga, throw your gang up, I'm insane
Nigga lame nigga, you ain't cut like us
You can't hang, nigga, rain, nigga
Choppa hit your block, let it
Sing, nigga, get some stain, nigga
Bang, nigga, if a nigga buck
Bust his motherfuckin' brains
My youngin' got the flame
He'll kill ya for a chain
These niggas ain't got 'caine, they actin'
It's a shame
If you don't give a fuck, throw it up, nigga
Bang

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