HeadBanger ft. FpScoot Lyrics

I ain't gon' post it till I'm gone They still gon' post him cause he gone

Don't know what made who I am But I ain't in the right and wrong

I'm tryna get a nigga gone Hell yeah, just drop the lo

Mask on, gloves on Ain't no talkin', with this pole

You ain't slid for me so I can't call your ass a bro

You ain't did shit for me So what the fuck I need you for

Had niggas kill for me And we good at gettin' lo's

Got some niggas throwin' fives And some niggas throwin' fours

Still makin' pussies, hit the floor That's all he got, well, I need more

Face to face and hand to hand Ain't no talkin' on them phones

On that business where I stand Underground, where you gon' go

Got used to coppin', by the load I used to cop it as I go

These niggas pussy and I know Tell that nigga, duck his fro

Tryna catch a nigga laughin' Hell yeah, up the score

Tryna beef over a bitch I can't trip on none of these hoes

He kissin' dick, I fucked her throat He a hoe, don't want no smoke

Shots up at his body

Bitches hit like Rocky

I been gettin' money lately I ain't gon' say I'm gettin' cocky

Only way I'm gettin' chubby from them pockets, keep em stocky

Have a nigga leanin' off that drink like he was sippin' Wocky

Oh Dre said he gon' kill for me

Then I'ma kill for you

It's a switch up on it so it's bound to drop a few

When them boys come around, know they ain't got a clue

Send a bitch up in this session get the lo, so we gon' hit the Stu

We the type to get shit back in blood But I don't know about you

And I got this shit up out the mud But I can clean up too

Told your bitch that she can hit my jack like bae don't leave your shoes

Nigga feel like Handy Manny now cause I like to keep a tool

Can never kill about no bitch when pockets empty, hoes don't go

Need his face, mask on catch his ass like Ricky

Split him, I done tagged his backbone

I done tagged his backbone