Bang Bang lyrics

[Intro: YNW Melly & R. Lee Ermey]
Ayy, look (Because I am hard, you will not like me)
Know what I'm sayin', I'm straight out the mud with this sh*t, you hear me?
I be grindin' like I'm still poor, you know what I'm saying?
That's what you gotta keep doing out here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you hear me?
YNW Melly

[Chorus]
You n*ggas talkin' like you with it 'til we pullin' up
Yeah, yeah, 'til we pullin' up
These n*ggas talkin' like they with it 'til we pullin' up, ayy
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these b*tches think I'm stranger things

[Verse 1]
She ain't wanna listen to a n*gga CD
Big Blood, big Blood, shoutout GD
Oh God, goddamn, can you see me?
I was with your main b*tch taking a selfie
Selfie, selfie, she think I'm healthy
Hundred round on the pistol, you'd think I'm killing
Oh damn, oh damn, give me your billing
Address, we gon' pull up with them TECs, n*gga
TECs, n*gga, what the f*ck you sayin', n*gga?
Sprayin', n*gga, f*ckin' up yo' plans, n*gga
Bands, n*gga, runnin' up them bands, n*gga
Glock with a twenty-two clip, f*ck them hands, n*gga
I ain't tryna throw no motherf*ckin' hands, boy
Run and up the pistol, tryna get them things off
And I wanna get 'em 'cause I'm rolling, yeah
Chopper with a di*k and it's swollen
I'm swollen, I'm golden
I think that I need to just chill 'cause I'm way too damn hot
And these hoes wanna get up
Yeah, they tryna get up
We killed a couple times so, Lord, just please forgive us
And all these n*ggas in this stolen car got a body
And all these n*ggas in this stolen car on the molly
Except for me, you know I like to do it when I'm sober
I gotta keep composure, I slump a n*gga over, gang
[Chorus]
You n*ggas talkin' like you with it 'til we pullin' up
Yeah, yeah, 'til we pullin' up
These n*ggas talkin' like they with it 'til we pullin' up, ayy
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these b*tches think I'm stranger things

[Verse 2]
I was sleeping, now I'm woke again
AC was blowin', but I guess this sh*t broke again
A n*gga speakin' real heat like a fryin' pan
These n*ggas talkin' like they with it, we gon' find your friend
Hit Lil Bortlen in the cut, he wanna spin a Benz
And your main b*tch wanna f*ck, we tryna split her ends
f*ck that thot, she got way too much baggage
Big Glock, and I ain't even braggin', ooh
I'm super fly like I'm Aladdin, ooh
Watch for the carpet, it is satin, ooh
These n*ggas talkin' like they with that
pus*y boy, f*ck with me, you get your wig snatched
pus*y boy, f*ck with me, you get your wig snatched
Melly wilding in a stolo with the big MAC
No cap, it's suppressor, but it's flash suppressed
n*ggas talkin' like they with it, now your ass is guessin'
Where you at? When you dead? We don't know, pus*y
Leave your ass somewhere inside of your mama bushes
f*ck boy, I'm in your daddy bushes with it
Loadin' up the semi, busting at your fitted
These n*ggas talking, but I'm still the f*cking G.O.A.T., uh
These n*ggas mad cause they ain't even own no boat, uh
I'm tryna get it in, these b*tches snortin' coke, uh
It's a party at the penthouse, she doing coke now
[Chorus]
You n*ggas talkin' like you with it 'til we pullin' up
Yeah, yeah, 'til we pullin' up
These n*ggas talkin' like they with it 'til we pullin' up, ayy
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these b*tches think I'm stranger things

[Outro]
f*ck your money printer, baby, I'm Prancer
Hoppin' out the coupe, turn a n*gga to a dancer
Turn you to a stripper with this motherf*ckin' glizzy
pus*y boy, you play with the wrong n*gga, thinking I'm a b*tch
And I'ma show you
Tell your main b*tch bend it over, yoga
I don't give a f*ck what you 'posed to be
n*ggas always tryna hit a n*gga with a lecture
pus*y, we done got away with murder, shut the f*ck up
Boy, you say you with it, but the pistol always tucked up
I'ma show my sh*t 'cause if a n*gga try what, bruh?
Tryin' what, bruh? You got me f*cked up
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go ape sh*t
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go ape sh*t
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year