Bang It To The Curb

B-bang it

B-bang it to the curb

B-bang it

Hit the turn, flip the bird (uh-huh)

Bust a bitch, make 'em swerve (uh-huh)

B-bang it to the curb

Bangin' down the block with my Remy bottle

Reppin' 213, California lotto

Servin' all the fiends like King Taco

My cheese, nachos, flossin' 'til ya unfollow

Windows down the 'Lac, just an ass crack

Nothin' but the Alpine system on smash

Hit the stash in the dash, better puff puff pass

Flyin' faster than the 5-0, bang it to the curb!

Hit the turn, flip the bird

Bust a bitch, make 'em swerve

B-bang it to the curb

Oh word, we absurd

Got that fire, we can burn

B-bang it to the curb

Bang it to the curb

Bang it to the curb

Bang it to the curb

Hit the turn, flip the bird

Bust a bitch, make 'em swerve

B-bang it to the curb

B-bang it

Hit the turn, flip the bird

Bust a bitch, make 'em swerve

B-bang it to the curb

F1 Indy hoes burning my rubbers

Four rooms at the motel undercover

Player clique cruising LA in a 4Runner

Pop the hatchback booty slappin' like my subwoofer

Slip slidin' thru ya house, word to Dogg Pound

Fat beats for that kitty from the underground

Hit up Sidney Samson if ya need a fat fix

Lootin' liquor stores, time to flick the match sticks (bang it to the curb)

Hit the turn, flip the bird

Bust a bitch, make 'em swerve

B-bang it to the curb

Oh word, we absurd

Got that fire, we can burn

B-bang it to the curb

Bang it to the curb

Bang it to the curb

Bang it to the curb

Hit the turn, flip the bird

Bust a bitch, make 'em swerve

B-bang it to the curb

Nothin' but that fat bass for that fat ass

With my 808 on blast