Bing Bong lyrics

[Intro]
We back
Matter fact, I'm back
Dolo
Who want what?
(Vinny Idol, n*gga)
Yo

[Verse 1]
Fix your motherf*ckin' face, stupid
This that big gorilla sh*t, but it ain't Bape, stupid (Rrr)
We outside gettin' cake, stupid
f*cked her the first night, why you took her on a date, stupid? (Dumb-dumb)
Ask her how my di*k tastes, stupid (f*ckin' bozo)
You got a sh*t face, stupid (Ha-ha-ha)
You a bit late, stupid
In Times Square handin' out your mixtape, stupid (Who does that?)
I'll frisbee that sh*t (Whew)
The people f*ck with me 'cause I live what I spit (Live what I spit)
Ask about me, duke, I've been with the sh*ts, huh (Get 'em)
Head cracked and I hit 'em with trips (f*ck you, pay me)
I hold the grip with the villain starе (Grah)
Everything I rock got the G on it with gorilla hair (FYL brand)
That sh*t made mе a millionaire (Facts)
Been outside for years and we still in here (Still in this motherf*cker)

[Chorus]
Bing-bong
Little dusty motherf*cker, you got ringworm (Ew)
I run the whole sh*t, you just an intern
I'm the king of New York, you Laurence Fishburne (f*ck out of here, we outside)
Bing-bong
Little dusty motherf*cker, you got ringworm (Get away from me)
I run this whole sh*t, you just an intern (Go get me a Dutch)
I'm the king of New York, you Laurence Fishburne (f*ck out of here, Larry)

[Verse 2]
Watch your motherf*ckin' mouth, stupid (Dummy)
'Fore I show you what I'm about, stupid (Grah)
You talk money, but you sleeping on the couch, stupid (You broke)
You ain't make it 'til you bought your moms a house, stupid (I did it)
You better go another route, stupid (Get out of here)
Right hook, one strike and you out, stupid (Bong)
In the hospital over some clout, stupid (Ha-ha-ha)
Poppin' them bottles, now you got gout, stupid (f*ckin' drunk)
They 'bout to cut off your limbs
I'm laughing at you, on the block, no socks with some Timbs (Bozo)
Got the whole game rocking with Nems (Gorilla)
f*ck out of here, you still shopping at VIM's (Get the f*ck out here, stupid)
And I'm all about profit (Profit)
How you feel good watching another man's pockets? (That's b*tch sh*t)
Stop it 'fore I take your b*tch, go in her f*ckin' guts (Ah)
And I'll dump your life savings into a f*ckin' Dutch (Like it's nothing)
[Chorus]
Bing-bong (Bing-bong)
Little dusty motherf*cker, you got ringworm (Dirtybag)
I run this whole sh*t, you just an intern (Get out of here)
I'm the king of New York, you Laurence Fishburne (And your gold teeth are fake, ha-ha)
Bing-bong (Bing-bong)
Little dusty motherf*cker, you got ringworm (Dirtbag)
I run this whole sh*t, you just an intern (f*ck out of here)
I'm the king of New York, you Laurence Fishburne (Little Larry, love)