Bing

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Izaya Tiji - Rap, USA

Bing

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[Intro] (You slayed this one) Bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing [Verse] My niggas up they go, wing Choppa they hit you, that's gon' sting Steal my swag, my niggas, they know Smoking on OG, but that shit reek Drop a bag on a bitch so she can get fleek I fry that nigga, get bands for free Talk down lil' boy, then he gon' bleed Let's go lil' nigga, let's jump up the lean You get some money then you can get glee Can't go up with me [?] fiend Hollow tips faster than sling Had to cut that bitch off, she clingy And my new bitch said I'm mean And Khan just served a fiend Heavy weight nigga hit the gym My white ho go yeah-yeah-yeah See a opp, he had to flee And I kick shit like Bruce Lee And I'm flyer than a bee Slay still got that heat My diamond on my wrist so sleek And my new bitch, she on fleek Sunglasses, they double C Walk around in Ksubi And my nigga keep that Glock 23 [?] bee bee bee Want diamonds, they cover me And I know your diamonds cheap And I know your clothes, they cheap And I know your bitch, she cheap She gon' suck the gang for free And I get this bag for free And these niggas, they don't know me Ain't runnin' from the opps I'm in love with Hennessey And these niggas'll rat for cheese And I'm sipping on codeine [?] And I'm high on Planet Sheen Money counter go ffft, ding Want diamonds, they shining Want a big ass gun that ring And the guys they got me on lean And I think they put me on lean That four-five, nigga they sing We gon' kick your door, no ding [Outro] Yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah

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  • Izaya Tiji