lirik lagu ji beats - bang
(holy 1k)
(ji beats)
i ain’t goin’ down, n~gga, unless it’s with a big bang
and i ain’t steppin’ out the crib unless i’m walkin’ with that thang
a n~gga got some money now and n~ggas wanna act strange
once sh~t hits the fan, i’m the one n~ggas wanna blame
busted on this b~tch face, like a n~gga ain’t got no aim
the b~tch acting like a fan, so her guts i rearrange it
granny mad at a n~gga cuz the way i’m livin’ dangerous
had to stop hanging around broke n~ggas, sh~t’s contagious
if this b~tch stay on her toes, i might buy this b~tch a face lift
i got too many hoes when i’m sliding in that sp~ceship
i got too many o’s when i’m lookin’ at my bank slip
i got too much dough, i swear i could start a bakery
i ain’t with that f~ck sh~t, i ain’t with all that fakery
when i’m going down, n~gga, i swear it’s with a big bang
and i ain’t walking out the crib unless it’s with a big thang
i’m with sedated, pourin’ wock, i don’t sip no champagne
i ain’t goin’ down, n~gga, unless it’s with a big bang
and i ain’t steppin’ out the crib unless i’m walkin’ with that thang
a n~gga got some money now and n~ggas wanna act strange
once sh~t hits the fan, i’m the one n~ggas wanna blame
busted on this b~tch face, like a n~gga ain’t got no aim
the b~tch acting like a fan, so her guts i rearrange it
granny mad at a n~gga cuz the way i’m livin’ dangerous
had to stop hanging around broke n~ggas, sh~t’s contagious
i swear that broke sh~t contagious
if you ain’t got no money, why the f~ck you n~ggas say sh~t?
threw my ex b~tch away, now that lil b~tch is ancient
i got ptsd, so i be waking up anxious
told that b~tch to grab my money, lil b~tch, and get it pr~nto
n~gga don’t run up, you’ll get rolled up in a fronto
n~gga don’t run up, you’ll n~ggas get stretched out
i be ducking from the feds, so a n~gga stressed out
but i got diamonds on my neck so i’m walking with my chest out
and i could give a f~ck about these n~ggas, y’all can get left out
and i’m kicking b~tches out too, y’all can take the metro
one call to my shooter, don’t make me call presto
i got twin glocks b~tch, like they came from minnesota
fresh out the pin, my n~ggas , to serving boulders
i’m sipping on your budget, while you got nyquil in your soda
b~tch ain’t worth sh~t, p~ssy got (?)
she ain’t use to this type of motion, got her nauseous
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