Hey, yeah
(Yeah, I'm bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood)
Goddamn, I still ain't even tired, man
(Ayy, pull up, Lam)
Mask up, I won't ask half ya
I'm geeked up off this tab, yeah, I'ma ride past ya
Cracked the face and threw the Audemars in the trash, yeah
Yeah, fuck the cops, fuck the fuckin' gang task, yeah (Let's go)
Just know we bangin', hangin', bangin', hangin'
Bangin', hangin', bangin', bangin'
Bangin', hangin', bangin', hangin'
Bangin', hangin', bangin', you know we bangin
What you bangin'? Are you cuz? (What's poppin'?)
What you GD? OTF? (Woah, woah, woah)
These niggas be real Jake's, yeah, they dogs
I sent you ???, so it's love
We hit you spinnin' out, we had a big night
This ain't raindrops, these some gunshots
Poppеd his whole top, yeah, that ??? in that Glad pot
Say you tryna corner mе in like UPS box (Never)
On my partner, they get bloody (Bloody)
And I go seven hundred thirty 'bout millions (Seven hundred thirty)
Shoot the target like a gun range (Gow, brr)
Nobody tellin', yeah, just watch the birdies sing
Mask up, I won't ask half ya
I'm geeked up off this tab, yeah, I'ma ride past ya
Cracked the face and threw the Audemars in the trash, yeah
Yeah, fuck the cops, fuck the fuckin' gang task, yeah (Let's go)
Just know we bangin', hangin', bangin', hangin'
Bangin', hangin', bangin', bangin'
Bangin', hangin', bangin', hangin'
Bangin', hangin', bangin', you know we bangin
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