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Testo Bangin N Hangin
Testo Bangin N Hangin
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 ties, 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's your GD, OGF? (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 somе gunshots
Popped his whole top, yeah, that [?] in that Glad pot
Say you tryna cornеr me 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 ties, 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
(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 ties, 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's your GD, OGF? (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 somе gunshots
Popped his whole top, yeah, that [?] in that Glad pot
Say you tryna cornеr me 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 ties, 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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