Bang It Out ft. Glock117 Lyrics

Fewww, Fewww, Fewww, Fewww

Pure four The Win Nigga

We can bang it out

I gotta hitter he my Nigga i just paid him out

And we ain't tripping on no hoess

We just change em out

I done made a fifth teen standing outside of my granny house

And I'm a Thurl nigga if bro need it never leave him out

Been sipping crazy

I been tripping lately

Bad thoughts hit me daily

Yellow diamond daisy

Aye

She couldn't afford the car so she had a daughter name Mercedes

Finna go up like six rings like I'm Tom Brady

Aye, aye

I'm tired of letting niggas close and they just try to play me

I don't want to meet no labels tell them write a check and pay me

Unk been having motion in this shit lil boy I was a baby

And my OG always showed me what i would want in a lady

I been trapping packing baby

I want thirty for a KD

I can't say we run the hundreds we just get this money safely

Bro won't hesitate to scoom that's why his Glock don't got no safety

He say lil bro when the day come know i hit one if they take me

Hollows hit his top and eat him up like they was rabbies

Bitches naggin they be begging we can't never have no babies

Niggas moving like the trees the sun come and they be shady

I be trapping by myself don't worry bout if they gone pay me

Scary thoughts up in my head

I smoke on killer go to bed

I see the shit it turn red

Niggas broke they pockets dead

Fifty in my glizzy ride around like I'm the navy

Green up in my circle like I'm Veeze I'm with the wavy

Four-PF four Pounds Full my brother think he baby

In them trenches riding with them switches bitch ain't got no safety

And you know them switches shoot like

Fewww, Fewww, Fewww, Feww,

Feww, Feww, Feww, Feww

That's the sound that you gone hear if you niggas keep on playing

We been sliding through them block and I do not see a man

How tf y'all call me opps if y'all ion stand where I stand

You still posted on the block with yo mans gun in yo hand

You ain't never sold no Ps you ain't never shot no Glock

You ain't never banged it out with niggas living down the block

I ain't saying I did either got to watch out out for the cops

But I'm still posted in them trenches where the killers then got shot

They say you die by how you live so I'm gone die right with my Glock

Forever riding with my brothers drop the lo I'm at the spot

We gone get em right together we box em up and ship em off

If we get caught up in that jam we pay em of don't care the cost

We can bang it out

I gotta hitter he my Nigga i just paid em out

And we ain't tripping on no hoess

We just change em out

I done made a fifth teen standing outside of my granny house

And I'm a Thurl nigga if bro need it never leave em out

Been sipping crazy

I been tripping lately

Bad thoughts hit me daily

Yellow diamond daisy

Ayee, Ayee

She couldn't afford the car so she had a daughter name Mercedes

Finna go up like six rings like I'm Tom Brady

Aye, aye

We can bang it out

We can bang it out

I gotta hitter he my nigga i just paid em out, cash

I ain't tripping on no bitches we just change em out, pass