Bang - Chief Keef, DJ Kenn

That Smokes got me gone you can hear it in the air

We on top like some stairs

I Don’t give no fuck I be going to hell

Can’t fuck around with bitch niggas (bitches)

Because they be acting like hoes (hoes)

There’s a lot hoes out here though

But (I'm a let this hamma blow

Like… Bang, Bang, Bang Bang Bang

Bang, Bang Bang Bang Bang

Bang, Bang)

Choppers get let off (let off)

Now they don’t want no war (they don’t)

30 clips and them 4'5s gotta go back to that store

And that kush getting smoked gotta go back to the store

Cock back at the store, my man’s gone blow

So they ass better get low

Or get hit

Oh shit

That bulldog make his ass split

I’m tring to get rich

Fuck a bitch

Or 54 ways to get hit

I’m talking this dick

If she snitch, she can get the 30 clip

All we know is bang and then dip

And them bangers hollow tips

I swear to God that shit dead

And show niggas how we do it

We got big hawks and eagles

That’s gone knock you off your shoes

You better be a smart nigga

On that R.I.P dark nigga

Two Bangas going hard nigga

Soft nigga go hard nigga

Block 9

Tech9 39.45

When we hit him he ain’t coming back

Smoking loud this buddy loud, so I ain’t coming back

And I’m Chief Keef bitch

Off of Pill I feel like E. T bitch

Do a bitch spin like CD bitch

Can’t get caught by CPD bitch

My nigga dooski he got my back

Just bring a 9 we ain’t got a mack

You better listen we got the mack

And on ya back we make nolia clap

We got 50 shot tech’s so don’t get wet

We gone make some bullets rain on your block

Your bitch sucking all on my cock

On my block we the chop shop

Smoking stank all we know is bang

Fuck run a train

We gone roll a train

Big propane like novacane

Chief Keef bitch I’m so insane

And there’s dough boys I run with with

City in black gates

Young money in 4'6

Flip a nigga like Patti cake