bang bang bang - lilwhitez lyrics
[intro]
b*tch
b*tch
(huncho, huncho, huncho)
b*tch ass n*gga
don’t act like you don’t, ’cause n*gga you know
[verse]
i got your b*tch outside acting too grown, she told me cut on my new song
brodie just got a 19 it’s two*toned, dissing will get you a tombstone
i’m in the trap i got two phones, hitting the p, gotta shoot it with both arms
they send a diss, we gon’ get them both gone
why do they diss, them boys ain’t do no harm
[verse 1]
i’ll leave a dumb n*gga head blown, and i’ll leave a bad b*tch back blown
young n*gga, making the plays off a iphone
b*tch keep calling, but i call her off my trap phone
we got the whole trap jumping, like skyzone
shots going off, don’t look or your eye gone
bring me a v, i don’t care if it’s nissan
n*ggas be peons, always need some’
[verse 2]
he go diss, but he got his arm shot
i got a switch, i don’t play mortal kombat
you send a diss, got me ready for combat
but i’m a calm guy, n*ggas gon’ still die
n*ggas gon’ still die, but i’m a chill guy
die at a fish fry, he got his fish fried
i’m sorry for the inconvenience
we come right back, and we hit who we see high
[verse 3]
bro did a cool ‘lil bid, and his feet kicked up
hop out with p, and i bet n*ggas feet pick up
might gotta go through a ten, if the p f*ck up
this b*tch talking too much, like b*tch shut up
thinking we boxing, the switch hit yo’ ass with a uppercut
burn and blow, hit a engine, it sound like i double*cut
f*ck what they rep n*ggas running, hop skip, make ’em double*dutch
them n*ggas mad as a b*tch, ’cause them n*ggas can’t f*ck with us
[verse 4]
i know they mad as a b*tch, them n*ggas can’t hang
brodie just came home, he was just stuck in the chain gang
i’m on the hill, and i’m really sh*t*bag gang
he was running his mouth, and last thing he heard was a “bang! bang!”
he was running his mouth, and last thing he heard was them shots
catch me a b, and then for the week go black
they missed me twice, so when we go bend, go back
they know i’m that young ass n*gga with a whole lot of racks
i be laughing at disses, ’cause these n*ggas ‘real can’t rap
he’s stuck in the same old spot, need to get out the trap
been with the same old b*tch, can’t f*ck with no cop
i’m coming to shoot, a n*gga shot like stot
i’m coming for you, and if you gon’ run, don’t stop
bad b*tch on my line, keep putting her hand in my locs
we on the south, and everybody know it’s a lock
except for 18, we did have every other glock
b*tch
b*tch
yo’ b*tch ass, yo’ broke ass
b*tch ass n*gga
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