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JayDaYoungan "Bang" (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
JayDaYoungan
JayDaYoungan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andy Scott
Andy Scott
Composer
JayDaYoungan
JayDaYoungan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DjThePlugg
DjThePlugg
Producer

Lyrics

That big 23 sh- I know a whole lot of sh- that I can't tell nobody And I done seen a lot of sh- that I wish I wasn't watchin' Slide around through my city, just me and my rocket Know these p- n- plottin', so one in the noggin Police on my d- bad, so I watch how I'm drivin' Still smash the gas, show my a-, young n- wildin' Shooters stay in front of me, one on side me and behind me That boy'll step you for a Rollie, call that perfect timing Bang sh-, gang sh-, we on that same sh- Stay in your lane b-, step on you and who you came with These p- n- need to be exposed, they on some lame sh- Dracos'll take off a n- throat, now he brainless B-, slay and we gon' slay you, I bang the ATK too Step on 'em like a grapefruit, we increase the murder rate too Two shooters hoppin' out a rental, run and we gon' chase you I'ma take your p- a- up off this earth just like I made you Stop lyin', b-, you hidin', b-, we steady slidin', b- Stop lyin', b-, you hidin', b-, we steady slidin', b- We catch you and you dyin' quick, you n- dyin', b- We catch you and you dyin' quick, you n- dyin', b- What's on your mind? N-, say somethin' B-, you ain't gon' spray Somethin', my young n- 'll shake somethin' I like to make money, got plenty sense but I just play dummy More shots than eight hundred, we steady comin' but they stay runnin' They know we got Glocks and we got them pocket rockets too They know ain't no stoppin', we pop his top, he try to move I bet we gon' drop him, this b- gon' knock him out his shoes Your mama watchin' main topic, your face done popped up on the news Bang, we got them pocket rockets too Ain't no stoppin', we pop his top, he try to move They know the youngin dummy All of my n- tote drummies This sh- all bad My mama don't sound good, growin' up, ain't have my dad Just had my mama, sh-, that's all I f- had I ran up a sack, I had to run up me a bag I had to do this sh- for times when I was sad I had to do this for the times when I ain't answer that Ain't never pop sh- but they already know I popped they n- They know fifty plus, another fifty, that's a hundred They know I'ma run his a- down, b-, I'ma dump it They know I ain't laughin' 'cause I ain't seen sh- funny They know that these n- be p-, somethin' like my woman I f- the b-good, I stuff the d- all in her stomach You better not tell 'em that, you better not tell on me B-, you better not rep on me, ain't never stepped on me And all my n- step for me, them n- step for free Official like a referee I take off and they'll neck for me, on gang, bang They know what it is with 23, man I be on that real 23 sh- B- a- n- be talkin', but b- We really live like this, p- a- n- What up? They gon' step for me They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me They gon' step for me, take off and they gon' neck for me But I'ma cut the check for him I'ma still cut the check for him He actin' sh- so I'ma have to cut the check, gang He actin' sh- so I'ma have to cut the check Bring back his neck and I'ma have to cut the check Bring back his neck and I'ma have to cut the check For them green dollars, he'll bring back the neck For them blue dollars, he'll bring back the head N- talkin' sh-, well he gon' bring back your leg Well he gon' bring back your leg I be talkin' sh-, n-, I ain't just talkin' sh- See a n- wrap a brick On some trapper sh- These n- on some acting sh- and now a n- rappin' sh- Ain't on no rappin' sh- Ain't on no rappin' sh- I can go all day, I can go all day, I was trappin' in the hallway I was skippin' school, I ain't give a f- what y'all say I was skippin' school, I ain't give a f- what y'all say I was slanging iron, b-, that was just in broad day N- talkin' sh-, well I'll have to see what y'all see F- that n- b-, and I stuck I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day I been rollin' off them Percocets, I'm rollin' all day I don't wanna stop the beat, I don't wanna stop the beat I never wanna stop the beat N- askin' for some peace, I never wanna stop the beef I just wanna step on him, step on me I just wanna step on him, I know he wanna step on me
Writer(s): Javorius Scott, Duane Austin Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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