Bangin’ Screw

Bangin' Screw, calm down, bangin' Screw

Bangin' Screw, hands on the wood grain, ass on the tight white

Bangin' Screw, calm down, bangin' Screw

Bangin' Screw, hands on the wood grain, ass on the tight white

Hand on the wood grain, ass on the tight white

Candy red 84's, turn on the bub lights

Slowed down thug life, 'bout to hit the club sights

Crunk night alright, I know what them girls like

Ass on the tight white, hand on the wood grain

Fifth wheel with bang, pop trunk, then swang

Nigga slow in the fast lane, deuce out the roof, mayn

Blowing on Mary Jane, H.A.W.K. is the truth, mayn

Now I'm pushing big Range, doing grown man thangs

Me and Keke changing lanes, still screwed up, mayn

Representing that S.U.C. for Big Steve and P-A-T

T-R-A-E and F-L-I-P

Diamonds up against the wood, crawling in the spotlight

White T's creased up, and stomping in my white Nike's

Drama, I ain't have it, 'cause my click too thick

We crawl 84's and dubs, while your shit on bricks

They like to call me a damn fool, when my slab is waving, I'm Screwed Up

Misbehave, game sharp like a razor for good

Hate me, and I issue slugs, ain't no mo' thinking about it

You doubt it? I'll show you quicker than Percy Miller I'm 'bout it

I'm thoed with a big body, chain, and my cross

When I floss, I can get raw, like a nose full of salt

One hunnid is what I be, and you niggas ain't seeing me

S.U.C. is my family, yours truly, T-R-A-E

Bangin' Screw, calm down, bangin' Screw

Bangin' Screw, hands on the wood grain, ass on the tight white

Bangin' Screw, calm down, bangin' Screw

Bangin' Screw, hands on the wood grain, ass on the tight white

We in now, got money to lend my friends now

And spend now, 22's I'm in the Benz with my kin now

And we ride tight white

Got you mark niggas scared, like tonight Fright Night

I'm 'bout to take flight, but I still bang Screw

Original S.U.C., in a store near you

When I'm gripping grain, like a Southside lover