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gmk (rapper) - bang dat heat lyrics
[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, since back in the g, ayy (and everybody with me gon’ bang that heat)
ayy, ayy, since back in the g
ayy, ayy, ayy, since back in the g
[chorus]
i been trappin’ since back in the g
sold pack in the north, sold crack in the beans
i take it out, that’s a traffickin’ fee (a traffickin’ fee)
i don’t make it flip, then i’m trappin’ for free
he want a zip, but i don’t sell weed no more (but i don’t sell weed no more), i smoke, n_gga, this all me
she want her hair did, she don’t suck d_ck no more, gotta f_ck, baby, ain’t sh_t free (ayy)
could’ve been a lemon, n_gga, ain’t sh_t sweet (ain’t sh_t sweet)
i don’t really feel a n_gga, bang that heat (bang that heat)
we on the same sh_t, gang sh_t, everybody bangin’ at the table, n_gga, save me a seat (n_gga, save me a seat)
i seen a lot of n_ggas cryin’ when they hitman dyin’, come slide, n_gga, swing my street
gotta be lyin’, say he ran up on the gang, he lyin’, if he with it, he gon’ bang that heat (bang that heat)
[verse]
ayy, bang that heat, n_gga, bang that heat (bang that heat)
y’all really want some features, n_gga, just pay that fee (just pay that fee)
if i miss from out the car, then we jump out, now we on feet (baow, baow, baow, baow)
i k!ll a rapper, that’s shootin’ a star, gotta make a wish, let ksoo free
would make a diss, but the n_gga police (but the n_gga police)
would send a blitz, but the feds on beat
i ain’t even living like that ’cause i know this finna go in my file, i’m just yelling on the beat (yelling on the beat)
i don’t want smoke ’cause the crackers gon’ be at my house when a f_ck n_gga die in these streets (when he die in these streets)
bring your plate ’round me and i’m hungry, later that day, i’m picking me t__th (ayy, i’m picking my t__th)
i be on the block, they think i’m homeless (ayy), know i got racks, you can look at my feet (take a look at my feet)
all us step, we ain’t on the same team though, n_gga, we rich, you can look at our cleats (you can look at our cleats)
all my b_tches, they can f_ck ’round with any my n_ggas, that’s p_ssy, n_gga, that sh_t free (that sh_t free)
look at my knife, my guns, my drugs, and come with a price, n_gga, that’s all me
[chorus]
i been trappin’ since back in the g
sold pack in the north, sold crack in the beans (sold crack in the beans)
i take it out, that’s a traffickin’ fee (a traffickin’ fee)
i don’t make it flip, then i’m trappin’ for free
he want a zip, but i don’t sell weed no more, i smoke n_gga, this all me (i smoke n_gga, this all me)
she want her hair did, she don’t suck d_ck no more, gotta f_ck, baby, ain’t sh_t free (ayy)
could’ve been a lemon, n_gga, ain’t sh_t sweet (ain’t sh_t sweet)
i don’t really feel a n_gga, bang that heat (bang that heat)
we on the same sh_t, gang sh_t, everybody bangin’ at the table, n_gga, save me a seat (ayy, everybody bangin’ at the table)
i seen a lot of n_ggas cryin’ when they hitman dyin’, come slide, n_gga, swing my street
gotta be lyin’, say he ran up on the gang, he lyin’, if he with it, he gon’ bang that heat
[outro]
bang that heat (ayy)
bang that heat
bang that heat, n_gga (ayy, baow_baow, baow_baow)
bang that heat (baow_baow, baow_baow)
bang that heat, n_gga (ayy, baow)
bang that heat
bang that heat, n_gga (bang that heat, n_gga)
ayy
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