BANG!

Mm, mm

They told me I'm in the helluva

Damn, damn, damn, damn

Can't stand my-, damn

Damn, mm, on the highway

Can't stand my-, on the highway

Damn, on the highway, too, can't stand my-

Nah, broke-ass niggaa better stay in his lane

Nigga get fucked up, isn't a gang

Bro, that gang is 'bout to end it, man

All about the kit, feel the bros on the chain

A rat nigga kick, then we takin' his chain

Three different drugs, shit, four-wild brain

Nigga move wrong, this bitch on a dame

I lock the window, I let it spark

Serving the city and dunking the nard

Got switch in the van, no stopping this car

I tried to rumble, but he ain't on my par

Two 80, 30s Perc just kicked in, two 80 30s still threw back a 10

Running out of G's, I put a brand-new G in

I can run from them hos, give a fuckin' thank you

Fuckin' both of them hos, give a fuck that it cuts

Ain't raising my voice, I ain't doin' no fuss

I ain't thinkin' out, that's the end of discussion

Fuck nigga fake, he funny, he bluffin'

Wearing that tie, end of party, no touchin'

He a boy Glock, and his bitch don't touch me

She wanna snitch, 'cause I keep this shit 2P

He tryna do things, 'cause he don't wanna fuck

He tryna bitch, 'cause his ho wanna fuck (for real)

I'm in this bitch with big ARP, tryna send something up

Fuck that Nissan, spin your drop in F-150 truck, yeah (boom-boom-boom)

Nigga acting tough, he died for trying to drop his nuts

We drop bombs, nigga, we don't give a fuck

She seen my watch, she start to blush, like y'all done told that bitch it's us

V8 motor, kick up dust, remember, I used to ride the bus

Bitch, plus we shoot shit up, don't drop no load, that bitch get flushed (boom-boom-boom)

I just popped a pill and washed it down with Robitussin

Bitch, don't text my phone unless you're hitting the road or fucked it over

Three of Bs, was at home, bitch, it's still free my cousin

Lil' bro June went up two bodies, I'm still smokin' brine

Yo, bail out, tapping that sweat, had to fuck around, swing my yo (a'ight, c'mon)

I'm just smokin' that nigga that try to get bolder, the light nigga, free lil' bro (a'ight, c'mon)

Yeah, I ain't even finna do too much talkin', bitch, drop that throat (a'ight, c'mon)

I'm in this bitch with a dot, Solo walked in with a pen in his coat (a'ight, c'mon)

He can't duck that smoke, we just got that pen where he at, let's go (a'ight, c'mon)

He can't duck that Rick, I'm in this bitch with that B on that exit

As soon as he turn up that exit, face our gang, we deliver that nexus

Yo, face our gang, give a nigga head-tap, we deliver shit, nexus (a'ight, c'mon)

Ride with that bitch, he ain't tellin' shit dangerous

I just give him that belt, wherever we catch nigga at, we spank him

Cuh got that Drac' in his hand, swear he gon' shoot with that bitch like the Pacers

Yeah, yeah, tapping that mic, tapping that mic, that bitch semi-fantasia (a'ight, c'mon)

Tapping that mic, that bitch semi-fantasia

Cuh got that Drac' in his hand, swear he gon' shoot-, uh

Cuh got that Drac' in his hand, swear he gon' shoot with that bitch like the Pacers, yeah