Bangin Out Shots (ft. Vibe Tyson) lyrics

Hook (MellyX)
I'm back on my bullsh*t, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to f*ck sh*t up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit
Now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them b*tches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone of the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri

Verse 1 (TDW)
Im back on my bullsh*t
I got the rеcipe
You muhf*ckas clueless
Im bout thе millies see
Im writin the true sh*t
You bitin my style b
Im up in a spaceship
You still economy
Verse 2 (T-Con)
Im boutta muhf*ckin flex aye yuh
Million dollar chain on my neck aye yuh
Watch a hundred times your rent aye yuh
Make back every cent that i spend aye yuh
In a matter of seconds yuh
I make a milli a minute, yuh
You know that i shoot like , yuh
You know i am a baller, yuh

Verse 3 (TDW)
Yeah i get the guala
And you people fake
If you dont f*ck with us
Then you pussies erased
And i dont give a f*ck what you gon plead or say
And you f*ckas could never live my type of way

Verse 4 (Zucc)
I just want the money the muhf*ckin cheddar
b*tch you know that i do this rappin sh*t better
You b*tches fake n thats sad yaa
I make more money than your dad
Cuz i got my muhf*ckin guap up
You still ride a muhf*ckin honda
Got Glocks and the 50 round mag drum
Mac 10 get you all done
Hook (MellyX)
I'm back on my bullsh*t, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to f*ck sh*t up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit
Now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them b*tches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone off the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri

Verse 5 (Zucc)
The f*ck out my way, b*tch its my turn
Balenciaga on my sweatshirt
So many bricks, sh*t like stacker
J Dang on the diamonds and platinum
I get more money than your shorty
I sip fourties you sip robitussin
Wet that boy up, leave the torches smokin
Do sh*t in silence, the glocky blowin
I got the best of the trio flows
You pussies b*tches, you pussies hoes
Runnin his squad round like do-si-do
I got the best cadence they steal my flow
I bring out the 40, that b*tch it blow
All of you rappin f*ckers is below
Smokin that sticky you know that im stoned
I got yo b*tch shootin poles
I'm back on my bullsh*t, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to f*ck sh*t up
I'm heading to big things, yeah
I've started petit
Now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them b*tches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah yeah she wildin'
Shawty she gone of the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri