Bang

[Hook]

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang kill of killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang

[Verse 1: Frisco]

Get one nigga like gun

Guns, think you've been bussin' that for fun?

No, come around you'll get stung

Sting, niggas be the bees in the bling

Ok, not even a bar, no way, no day cause I take chat from no bray

Who? Me and my big man crew

Slew who? You must be sick with flu, nigga move

When time I step in the place (in the place), up to fans

You ain't great

Lies, won't get a nigga nowhere

Look in my eyes and they see no fear, oh yeah

Well I come to see what's real in the hood

Might just hear shots kill, then I would

Mate like if I ain't strapped

If I am, stand my ground and cap cap

[Hook]

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang kill of killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang

[Verse 2: President T]

Many emcees love to laugh and joke

If I was you, I wouldn't laugh and joke

Look in your pocket, can't see enough for a can of coke

Talk about ganja, go buy a single if you wanna smoke

Oi geez, where's it all coming from?

All this sloppy emceeing, all this sleeze

I'd rather listen to an hour of cough and sneeze

Emcee properly, I don’t wanna hear no cough and sneeze

President T finds out he ain't got enough for a toasted ham on cheese

I make ‘nough of these emcees look like toasted ham on cheese (uhm)

Test Pres T you get kill of killy

Smack inna the jaw bruv, kill off killy

[Hook]

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang

[Verse 3: Cel22]

Got guns you won’t pull a damn thing

You could barely pull your own hamstring

I get rowdy call me [?]

Too cold on road, hand on my gat sheath

I’m ruff riding, are you strapped?

Is Cel too quick? No, you can’t catch him

Try catch him, match him, get lacked

Cell double two, who that, do the mackin’

Come ‘round the ends you’ll hear bang bang

Man wanna rap with shanks, you’ll get bang banged

Forget swinging it out I’m not Van Damme

Gun put to uppercut man with bang bang

Got guns, man are badman

Don’t care if you got guns, you don’t bang

Put bang bang straight to your pelvis

Informants talk shit, get bang

[Hook]

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang

[Verse 4]

And the stories been told, can’t take fake niggas around my shit bro

No fake niggas inside my clique bro - Prez, Cel Double Two, Danny B and Frisco

No fucking around when it’s time to get dough

I make dough easy, make hoes greezy

And they never get no P’s cause I don’t fuck with hoes, I get blow easy

Cause I’m hot and I’m gonna stay hot

Think I’m not then you’re losing your head like [?]

Going for the heavyweight spot and if you wanna gay plot then hold her face box or take shots

What? Cause I’m a one a way nigga cause there ain't a nigga like me living like me nowadays nigga nah

Chat shit or spit wack shit, pussy I pack shit to make you [?] for it badly

[Hook]

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang kill off killy, fassy

Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)

Bang