[Intro-Tactic$/Ca$hma$e]
Bro, I wanna totally pop a cap in that fool’s ass
Like pop the trunk
But bro, we’re not gang bangers remember?
We’re just having fun
[Hook]
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Let, let-let, let it bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Bang homie, bang homie, bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Let, let-let, let it bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Bang homie, bang homie, bang homie
[Verse 1-Tactic$]
Le-le-le-let it bang homie
It’s a new season, so I guess I had to change homies
Workin’ overtime, odds are I got some change on me
Bout’ my Benjamins, not a damn thing’s changed homie
We on a different route, high up a different cloud
Difference is, we still got em’ hooked wit’ a different sound
So, let it let it let it bang
You would think I’m dealin’ cocaine, or heroin
With the way I got em’ comin’ back, call em track fiends
They in it for the rush that BlaQ $now brings
Now I’m hailin’ on em, bitch I mean it like we Kings
Up at night like we Vampires, catered to by Queens
Watch me get her out them jeans, proceed to make her cream
Then I dip, no chips is what she gets when I leave
So, let me let me let me bang
Watch me knock it out the frame
Girl you’ll never be the same yeah
[Hook]
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Let, let-let, let it bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Bang homie, bang homie, bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Let, let-let, let it bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Bang homie, bang homie, bang homie
[Verse 2-Ca$hma$e]
I’m a give her that A-1, perico
My niggas missin’ the point like a free throw
I make her choke on the words, call that deep throat
Stacks in the bank screamin’ loud I got c-notes
You want that oochie-wally, girl that bang bang
I got a 9 Milli, we call that gang bang
You want a dolla nigga? When you just loose change?
No Tengo Dinero for you thirsty broads cha-ching
So where the cash at? Bitch I’m a tax that
Put my dick on discount for you hoes like a sales rack
These ol’ stale cats, say why he do that?
Get the furry shit up out ya mouth haha Kat Stacks
While you was playin’ cards, I was bangin’ broads
Countin’ money like a bank teller in a U-Haul
Black card, blue doors, white girls, choose hard
BlaQ $now, bangin’ in the club like a cue ball bang!
[Hook]
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Let, let-let, let it bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Bang homie, bang homie, bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Let, let-let, let it bang homie
Let, let, let, let it bang homie
Bang homie, bang homie, bang homie
[Outro-Ca$hma$e]
Hey you know what? You know what?
Fuck that, cut the music
I’m about to tell y’all some real shit right now
It’s a shame when niggas you thought was ya niggas
Ain’t comin’ to ya defense
They just outfielders in the grass
Playin’ both side of the fence
I know life is full of change
But niggas ain’t make sense
And since they makin’ no dollaz
We was best friends on Twitter
And now I’m clickin’ unfollow bang bang
