Bang Bang Freestyle lyrics
by Wiley
[Verse 1]
Run away, try hide, take a long vacation
People who I pay to find out your location
Don't ask Jeeves, I'll switch 'cause you're scared of me
People are strapped and they go everywhere with me
Where I'm going, I'm bringing the filly with me
I'm bring the milli with me, I'm bringing the weed with me
Knew where I'm going, I'm bringing the skengs with me
I'm bringing the friends with me, I'm bringing the-
[Hook]
Hard top? I want a soft top
Bill the weed zoot, I don't want no hot rocks
Make music, I don't wanna shot rocks
Roll strapped now, I don't wanna see cops
Sports car, it's gotta be a new shape
Brand new reg, it's an '03 plate
Won't sit down, f*ck that, stand up
Put your blicks down, now put your hands up
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I don't wanna shot, if I'm shotting, I'm bussing
You send shots before you buss one shot
Without being seen, that's without being heard
Without being stopped and searched by one cop
And I hear that you're bussing gunshots
You talk about straps like you own a gun shop
Think that you're heavy cause you're carrying one Glock
Can't bury me because you live in the sc*m block
You ain't the weed man, you don't know about dots
Deal wheelers? No, you dealed one box
Got what I've got, got what I've got
I've got weed I can shot, see I'm cold but I'm hot
Lyrics I can buss, I've got moves I can buss
I've got skengs I can buss, I've got friends I can trust
I've got bars so we roll, scars I can show
I've been through the wars, don't you know?