Bang Bang

Lyrics

[Intro] That's real shit right there Grrr Okay Got it with me, pull it out (Click click) [Verse 1] Bang bang, cut out your main vein Cut out your brain, stains all over your cocaine No thang, I put the sickness in your vein I'm sick like I've been sippin' on slits and toe mein Up in your domain with the big chop suey Empty the whole thang, nigga, it's TikTok to me Tick tock, tick tock, run up and get your shit popped Gun at the bitch spot, put one in your pit stop And it don't stop 'til the cops plot Put one in your knot-knot, hit the stopwatch Now this is a hot spot I keep heat like a teapot, creep deep in the G block I'm knee deep and in heat, three minutes, leave your body by the sea dock Bang bang, not Niner Gang, I'm a Cowboy like Dez Bryant We ain't in the same gang, I'm Charlie Manson, but less violent Spit like I'm sniffin' cocaine Run up in your spot and you can get the bang bang, gang gang [Chorus] Bang bang, Garden gang, put one in your Starter Cap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap Bang bang, Garden gang, put one in your Starter Cap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap Bang bang, Garden gang, put one in your Starter Cap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap Bang bang, Garden gang, put one in your Starter Cap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap [Verse 2] Bang bang, now I'm watchin' your brains hangin' Smashin' off in a 'Stang, 'bout to blow up like propane (Boom) If there's somethin' in the way, I Kurt Cobain, get out my lane It's like stickin' twenty-four needles in your vein to feel the pain Stayin' incognito is better for me, though, 'cause of my ego Leave a nigga in a fetal, better buy a tuxedo, that blood-sucking mosquito I got guns like a Filipino Take that nigga to Chicken Hill and put him under the casino But not me, though, I'm flying high, Cowboys beat the Eagles Fuckin' with me, nigga, you'll be deader than The Beatles Puffin' on reefer, cutting up meat with the meat cleaver Quarterbackin', short stackin', I'm movin' the wide receiver I'm Tyreek on the bye week, the 9 speak and it's die week My eyes lookin' Chinese, 'bout to give that nigga a five-piece Spit like I'm sniffin' cocaine Run up in your spot and you can get the bang bang, gang gang [Chorus] Bang bang, Garden gang, put one in your Starter Cap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap Bang bang, Garden gang, put one in your Starter Cap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap Bang bang, Garden gang, put one in your Starter Cap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap Bang bang, Garden gang, put one in your Starter Cap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap, nigga, blap-blap [Outro] Brotha Lynch Hung I'm a Capricorn You know how we are Act like you thought you knew, nigga Grrr