Bangin N Hangin

Hey Yeah (Yeah, I'm bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood) Goddamn, I still ain't even tired, man (Ayy, pull up, Lam) Mask up, I won't ask half ya I'm geeked up off this tab, yeah, I'ma ride past ya Cracked the face and threw the Audemars in the trash, yeah Yeah, fuck the cops, fuck the fucking gang ties, yeah Just know we banging, hanging, banging, hanging Banging, hanging, banging, banging Banging, hanging, banging, hanging Banging, hanging, banging, you know we banging Are you cuz? (What's popping?) What's your GD, OGF? These niggas be real jakes, yeah, they dogs I said too good, trust ain't trust, you know it's love We hit you spinning out, we had a big night This ain't raindrops, these somе gun shots Popped his whole top Yeah, that at be the limit in that Glad pot Say you tryna cornеr me in like UPS box (never) On my partner, they get bloody (bloody) And I go 730 'bout millions (730) Shoot the target like a gun range Nobody telling, yeah, just watch the birdies sing Mask up, I won't ask half ya I'm geeked up off this tab, yeah, I'ma ride past ya Cracked the face and threw the Audemars in the trash, yeah Yeah, fuck the cops, fuck the fucking gang ties, yeah (let's go) Just know we banging, hanging, banging, hanging Banging, hanging, banging, hanging Banging, hanging, banging, hanging Banging, hanging, banging, you know we banging