Trio, Vibe Tyson - Bangin Out Shots lyrics
[Trio, Vibe Tyson - Bangin Out Shots lyrics]
I'm back on my bullshit, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to fuck shit up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them bitches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah, yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone of the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri
Im back on my bullshit i got the rеcipe
You muhfuckas clueless
Im bout thе millies see
Im writin the true shit you bitin my style b
Im up in a spaceship you still economy
Im boutta muhfuckin flex aye yuh
Million dollar chain on my neck aye yuh
Watch a hundred times your rent aye yuh
Make back every cent that i spend aye yuh
In a matter of seconds yuh
I make a milli a minute, yuh
You know that i shoot like, yuh
You know i am a baller, yuh
Yeah i get the guala and you people fake
If you don't fuck with us
Then you pussies erased
And I don't give a fuck what
You gon plead or say
And you fuckas could never live
My type of way
I just want the money the muhfuckin cheddar
Bitch you know that i do
This rappin shit better
You bitches fake n thats sad yaa
I make more money than your dad
Cuz i got my muhfuckin guap up
You still ride a muhfuckin honda
Got Glocks and the 50 round mag drum
Mac 10 get you all done hook (MellyX)
I'm back on my bullshit, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to fuck shit up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them bitches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah, yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone off the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri
The fuck out my way, bitch it's my turn
Balenciaga on my sweatshirt
So many bricks, shit like stacker
J Dang on the diamonds and platinum
I get more money than your shorty
I sip fourties you sip robitussin
Wet that boy up, leave the torches smokin
Do shit in silence, the glocky blowin
I got the best of the trio flows
You pussies bitches, you pussies hoes
Runnin his squad round like do-si do
I got the best cadence they steal my flow
I bring out the 40, that bitch it blow
All of you rappin fuckers is below
Smokin that sticky you know that im stoned
I got yo bitch shootin poles
I'm back on my bullshit, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to fuck shit up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them bitches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah, yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone of the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to fuck shit up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them bitches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah, yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone of the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri
Im back on my bullshit i got the rеcipe
You muhfuckas clueless
Im bout thе millies see
Im writin the true shit you bitin my style b
Im up in a spaceship you still economy
Im boutta muhfuckin flex aye yuh
Million dollar chain on my neck aye yuh
Watch a hundred times your rent aye yuh
Make back every cent that i spend aye yuh
In a matter of seconds yuh
I make a milli a minute, yuh
You know that i shoot like, yuh
You know i am a baller, yuh
Yeah i get the guala and you people fake
If you don't fuck with us
Then you pussies erased
And I don't give a fuck what
You gon plead or say
And you fuckas could never live
My type of way
I just want the money the muhfuckin cheddar
Bitch you know that i do
This rappin shit better
You bitches fake n thats sad yaa
I make more money than your dad
Cuz i got my muhfuckin guap up
You still ride a muhfuckin honda
Got Glocks and the 50 round mag drum
Mac 10 get you all done hook (MellyX)
I'm back on my bullshit, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to fuck shit up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them bitches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah, yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone off the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri
The fuck out my way, bitch it's my turn
Balenciaga on my sweatshirt
So many bricks, shit like stacker
J Dang on the diamonds and platinum
I get more money than your shorty
I sip fourties you sip robitussin
Wet that boy up, leave the torches smokin
Do shit in silence, the glocky blowin
I got the best of the trio flows
You pussies bitches, you pussies hoes
Runnin his squad round like do-si do
I got the best cadence they steal my flow
I bring out the 40, that bitch it blow
All of you rappin fuckers is below
Smokin that sticky you know that im stoned
I got yo bitch shootin poles
I'm back on my bullshit, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to fuck shit up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them bitches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah, yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone of the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri