T.Swiggy - Bang Lyrics

Niggas really need to keep they f*ckin mouth shut
Cause talkin really ain't gon get your f*ckin clout up
Worst thing you could ever do is doubt us
Got these bullets and they connecting like wifi routers
Ain't nobody payin you to talk a lot
So keep it quiet and posted up in the parking spot
The six side where it's cold out and dark a lot
I got the choppa the whoppa it like to bark a lot
Look out for coppers and stalkers they like to hang around
Them crime stopper are opper them sirens rang aloud
It's flip no floppier my money proper just bagging pounds
This body dropper with scope on top of make bangin sounds

Bodies dropping left and right my mama hasn't slept a night
Writing down the body count until there's nothing left to right
You don't know the pain inside you taken 4 I'm taking 9
You was just the one body left just to make a dime
Seem too many brothers died way too many mothers cry
Way too many homicides I swear to God I'm traumatized
Every day the same shit watch out who you hang with
Just because it's gang shit don't mean that they gon bang shit

I get the pump and then click and clack and then get to dumpin
These niggas yapping no chittin chatin endin discussions
Online they talkin shit
And I'm smelling something
Glock nine extended dick the way that shit just get to bussin
We ain't the transit but I'll show you how to bus niggas
If you ain't really with the action you can't f*ck with us
You say you in the cut nigga what scissors
You say you save a bucks nigga what figures
Loyal to the family that's the f*cking definition
People always do the most for some recognition
People always do the most for some content
That's the type of shit to get your f*cking mind picked
I ain't into all of the beef shit
If a nigga want smoke aint no point in a sneak diss
If a nigga got jokes Kevin Hart I'm a speak it
And if it's a bitch getting soaked im the nigga that freaked it
Lil nigga

Bodies dropping left and right my mama hasn't slept a night
Writing down the body count until there's nothing left to right
You don't know the pain inside you taken 4 I'm taking 9
You was just the one body left just to make a dime
Seem too many brothers died way too many mothers cry
Way too many homicides I swear to God I'm traumatized
Every day the same shit watch out who you hang with
Just because it's gang shit don't mean that they gon bang shit

Same old this and same old that
Niggas boppin to the same old tracks
Niggas talking but they say no facts
Shorty better get to walkin if there ain't no ass
Same old shit in the same old whip
Niggas still be steady rocking in the same old bitch
Do the same old tricks on the same old dick
Probably Pop a nigga with the same old stick
These niggas dissin just wait a minute there's something missing
The smell of fishing inside the kitchen just keep your distance
Ain't no risking inside the prison the way I'm living
This track was written revised ready and now im spitting
I told you want I'll tell you twice you need yours like I need mine
If I have to tell you twice I'm on your head like white on rice
Major racks ain't nothing nice
Y DC might jack your ice
Gazamon up in the building pressing niggas what's the price

Bodies dropping left and right my mama hasn't slept a night
Writing down the body count until there's nothing left to right
You don't know the pain inside you taken 4 I'm taking 9
You was just the one body left just to make a dime
Seem too many brothers died way too many mothers cry
Way too many homicides I swear to God I'm traumatized
Every day the same shit watch out who you hang with
Just because it's gang shit don't mean that they gon bang shit

Niggas babysit they beats
I murder my shit
Aint heard of this shit
T.Swiggy Up up in this bitch