Bang Bros

Young Chop on the beat Why the fuck they hate on me? But all he time lie La, la, la, la, la-la Let the president bitch Bang bros I got cash and they mad, I pull up in that jag My shoe red your boo mad 'cause I'm shitting on they ass I got cash, I pop tags rob me pop your ass I stay flee I'm the man video on demand Stripper bitches, fat ass, fire face, you that mad Smoking dope that gas, savager hammertime Calling up Jason Nine, straight A, down the drive Thick bitches down to ride that's why they mad at me Ten dicks to meet the president now Gotta do the whole squad to be the shit now I gotta deal thinking I'm the shit now I'll never change, never wife a bitch now You wanna meet the president, you gotta meet the bang bros Hella bank rolls, all them bank rolls ain't yours Spending flexing so much cash that it can't fold Up and coming rappers, man, I don't see those Boy all that cuffing, you should be a P.O So much designer shit that I can give away clothes All these new niggas all that shit rapping is old To meet the president you gotta meet the bang bros Hold up, they know we shit like Sho nuff Can't sleep on us like pour up Hole in them just like donuts, we go nuts D-Thang shares thots, SB shares thots, Chino shares thots But I can't wife a thot, see its levels to this shit She fuck a bang bros and you married to this bitch A salad I got all types of carrots on my wrist One night, I don't need a lot of shit These bitches is crazy, these bitches amaze me These niggas don't phase me money and the streets raised me The industry crazy just a problem I'm a young nigga, I'm just chasing me some dollars You wanna meet the president, you gotta meet the bang bros Hella bank rolls, all them bank rolls ain't yours Spending flexing so much cash that it can't fold Up and coming rappers, man, I don't see those Boy all that cuffing, you should be a P.O So much designer shit that I can give away clothes All these new niggas all that shit rapping is old To meet the president you gotta meet the bang bros