Yung.King.Cole - Bang

Uhh
Hold on
Hold on

I'm built kinda ocky
I know that I'm cocky
My bitch call me Papi
Bang bang
I feel like I'm Rocky
No body can stop me
Niggas wanna copy no way
Take off in the whip
When I'm hitting the gas
I be flipping the switch when they get me mad
Out in LA and it's cookies the bag
When I get back home I'm adding the tax

All I hear is trap trap trap
Go and get a bag bag bag
Niggas really ain't doing shit
And they looking sad sad sad
Cut the chat Niggas 27 can't flip a zip
Really down bad
Moved on matured to better things
I just want what I ain't have

Fatal attraction fell in love with making money all of the backend
Rather talk to myself cuz niggas been talking
Too much with not enough action
Sick of the capping
Wanted a piece of the pie now I want the whole thing I can't do a fraction
Hustle until I get mine i stay on my grind this shit is my passion
Screaming fuck the world till I get a nut bust at my satisfaction
Run it up run it up niggas out of luck they don't know what happened

Uh yeah
Hold Up
Hold Up
Uh

I'm built kinda ocky
I know that I'm cocky
My bitch call me Papi
Bang bang
I'm built kinda ocky
I know that I'm cocky
My bitch call me Papi
Bang bang
I'm built kinda
I know that I'm cocky
My bitch call me Papi
Bang bang

Hold up

And you is not gang gang gang
So you can not hang hang hang
Cuz we not the same same same
Uh
Cuz we not the same same same
Cuz we not the same hold up
Cuz we not the same

Simple mathematics shit ain't adding up
So I had to started subtracting
Not at a loss it came at a gain
No more dealing with the pain
That shit was numbing my brain
That's why it's dope in my veins
Hopped of a plane and hopped in the booth and I go insane
Remember free styling on trains
On my way to go and make these plays
I was just trying to get paid
Minimum wage not cutting it
Trying boss up
So I'm done with all the chummy shit
I'm trying to make my way
Told momma that ima be straight
I want a big ole crib with a lake
And a metal gate to keep the fuck Niggas out
Cuz I'm sick of the hate
It's no debate
First place in the race

Written by:
KARIM KHARBOUCH, CECIL KIRBY, RICHARD BUTLER

Publisher:
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