Bang Bang
Told them
Next time i come around
They ain't gone know what to say
Wrist got all this ice
Now these bitches on skate's
Yup
I give you a minute like lemonade
I use to sleep out the infinite
Now i hop out the Mercedes Benz
My feet up like a spinning kick
Wait, hold up, wait, yeah
Backshot's giving her back pain
She popped one with no Fiji
Said cause my neck is on Fiji
Slipping ain't nobody slipping
Trunk got 4k's like a TV
Catch all this high definition
Bitch even 5 0 can get it
Even my father can get it
Mom kicked me out, had to get it
In beginning wasn't easy
Cash
I messed up the re-up
Knowing damn well i needed it
Prayed so many times
Only the plug came thru
I thought he was Jesus
She got them oil's like olive's
She said it sounds like Spaghetti
So i mix it up like Italians
She ain't even know i was ready
Yup, Ready
She ain't even know i was ready
Ready, Ready
She ain't even know i was ready
I know where niggas be hiding
Pull up doors sliding
He on the porch with his boy's
I call that perfect timing
Yup, Ready
He ain't even know i was ready
Ready, Ready
He ain't even know i was ready
Hate when they looking
And don't say nothing
You look like the ops and shit
Go head
Drive slow thru my hood
You won't make it out the bitch
I need a girl who gone bounce it
And i'ma throw cash like it's weather
She know i'm just hitting it once
So it's nothing to say to ya nigga
Wait, hold up
Forget what they talking, Let's get it
My girl brought a bag of potatoes
Let his ass think it's for wedges
Cash
I messed up the re-up
Knowing damn well i needed it
Prayed so many times
Only the plug came thru
I thought he was Jesus
She got them oil's like olive's
She said it sounds like Spaghetti
So i mix it up like Italians
She ain't even know i was ready
Yup, Ready
She ain't even know i was ready
Ready, Ready
She ain't even know i was ready
I know where niggas be hiding
Pull up doors sliding
He on the porch with his boy's
I call that perfect timing
Yup, Ready
He ain't even know i was ready
Ready, Ready
He ain't even know i was ready
I got my brand up
And that got my bands up
Now the whole team is up
It's nothing you can say to us
But they gone try to anyway
Cause that's what fame get
My brother got a AR
And stay at the range
Don't make him arrange your shit
They said it's all or nothing
Remember they thought i was bluffin
Now the account filt with hundreds
Guess they wasn't ready or something
Thought i wasn't ready or something
Now i don't gotta ask for nothing
Don't get blast with hundreds
She got them oil's like olive's
She said it sounds like Spaghetti
So i mix it up like Italians
She ain't even know i was ready
She ain't even know i was ready
She ain't even know i was ready
I know where niggas be hiding
Pull up doors sliding
He on the porch with his boy's
I call that perfect timing
Yup
He ain't even know i was ready
He ain't even know i was ready