CallMeShotti - BANGIN Lyrics

What you bangin'? What you bangin', lil' nigga?
What you bangin'? What you bangin', lil' nigga?
What you bangin'? Huh
FTF and 33 up in this bitch, uh
You ain't bangin', you ain't gang, bitch, you ain't clicked, uh
We got clips, uh. Got a switch, uh
It go. It go
Ridin' round with a 40 and a stick, uh
Like 350 what I'm chargin' for this zip, uh
Got your bitch, uh, doin' splits, uh
She gon' f*ck around, make a movie on the dick, uh
We don't f*ck around, I can show you how to drill some
Shootin' at the ground, how you run up but don't kill none
F*ckin' with a clown, bitch, come f*ck up on a real stunner
I be with them hounds, all my dogs be tryin' peel some
He say he gon' steal some. We gon' show him what that's about
I ain't braggin' bout no bodies, but we takin' niggas out
Ocho Cinco on his head, you got a drop and we en route
Throw a dime at your head, watch Brodie take it to the house, ay
Mobbin' through the city, ain't no problem we ain't finished
One up top inside the semi, you want Za, then, come get with me
Say I got her pussy throbbing, I'm on timing when I'm in it
Bitch, I'm tryin' to get a dollar, I ain't stoppin' till I'm finished
FTF and 33 up in this bitch, uh
You ain't bangin', you ain't gang, bitch, you ain't clicked, uh
We got clips, uh. Got a switch, uh
It go. It go
Ridin' round with a 40 and a stick, uh
Like 350 what I'm chargin' for this zip, uh
Got your bitch, uh, doin' splits, uh
She gon' f*ck around, make a movie on the dick, uh
Ridin' round with a model-bitch
See me step out in designer-shit
What you need, I got all kinds of shit
Oh, it's beef, I got all kinds of clips
Makin' plays like I'm Popovich
And I keep a 40, no E in my name
Shoot this shit up like I'm Dame
I'm pitching these bullets and strikin' them out like the braves
I got a broad, and she came from the A'
Bro need a bag, tell him, give me a day
I can turn ten into double the cents like I'm Ben, I told Brodie, we gone be okay
Oh, you got ten, I got double the men, make you go for a swim like you work for the Navy
Don't try to play me, I'll have you backed in that corner, I'm swinging like Floyd money May
I'm tryna run up some bands and shit
Tryna f*ck you and your friends or twins, yeah, I'm tryna show you this savage dick
I got a plan to get me a grammy, make all them fan niggas mad as shit
Feel like I'm baby, four pockets full, now she say my legs look fat as shit
FTF and 33 up in this bitch, uh
You ain't bangin', you ain't gang, bitch, you ain't clicked, uh
We got clips, uh. Got a switch, uh
It go. It go
Ridin' round with a 40 and a stick, uh
Like 350 what I'm chargin' for this zip, uh
Got your bitch, uh, doin' splits, uh
She gon' f*ck around, make a movie on the
Make a movie on the dick, uh
Uh
What you bangin'
What you bangin', lil' nigga
What you bangin'
What you bangin', lil' nigga
What you bangin'