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stk 23 - bang bang كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
stk boi!

[producer tag]
bricks make that weight flip

[chorus]
yeah that gun go bang bang (bang)
ain’t no handgun, scat gang (baow)
street sweeper, bang bang (-gunshot-)
got a h-llcat, big bank (skrr)
yeah that gun go bang bang (bang)
ain’t no handgun, scat gang (baow)
street sweeper, bang bang (-gunshot-)
got a h-llcat, big bank (skrr)

[verse 1]
i be crawlin’ like a python, serpent
sippin’ that styro, thats that purple
we gang banging, that’s just certain
sh-t gets bl–dy, close the curtains
see these bustas they stay lurkin’
they pull up so we get murkin’
we be blastin their heads jerkin’
open takeout, bullets serving
bring my ak, call up tay k
gun you down you call may-day
you throw hands, we just spray
beat they -ss like olajide
shoot they -ss like call off due-tay
ammo droppin’ like it’s d-day
in chicago, call up kanye
i got ransoms sold johansson
i be handsome movin’
ghosting danny phantom
gettin’ platinums
breakin’ records like a vandal
blow your candle
thats your deathwish
who’s your main b-tch
she my side dish
p-ss her ’round, teamwork, swish
if you dare to disrespect me
i’ll throw you right in the blacksea
head to your place get a k!ll-spree
homegirl leslee got the neck free
that’s yo’ sister? she on both knees
she treats me like i’m chris breezy
take my chain? i disagree
flooded diamonds feel the breeze
only from a mile away
you feelin’ some type of way?

[verse 1]
brand new girl called beck (becky)
she straight outta czech (woo)
her boyfriend all pressed (press him)
he gon’ be all shaky
when i pull up with the tec (baow)
i’ma keep it low though
that would be a low blow
we don’t wanna scare him
so i smash her on the low-low
she looked like a quarterback
the way she threw it back (brady)
she told me don’t tell him (shh!)
the fifth is what i’m pleading (shh!)
his girl is who i’m pleasing
the deal is what i’m sealing (seal it)
this life is what i’m living (live it)
hangin’ with my brother ct7
we go hoopin’ , gl7
day time, night time it don’t matter
he gon’ lob it up to heaven
i’ma catch it, climb the ladder
throw it down, it’s a hammer
crowd goes wild, it’s a clapper
feel like ck, on my howard
fly my -ss to gotham city
i’ma be a superhero
thinking that i’m barry
allen with the speed
that could be the ‘rari (skrr)
or the maserati (skrr skrr)
a$ap just like bari
roof of phantom starry?

[extended chorus]
yeah that gun go bang bang (bang)
ain’t no handgun, scat gang (baow)
street sweeper, bang bang (-gunshot-)
got a h-llcat, big bank (skrr)
yeah that gun go bang bang (bang)
ain’t no handgun, scat gang (baow)
street sweeper, bang bang (-gunshot-)
got a h-llcat, big bank (skrr)
yeah that gun go bang bang (bang)
ain’t no handgun, scat gang (baow)
street sweeper, bang bang (-gunshot-)
got a h-llcat, big bank (skrr)
yeah that gun go bang bang (bang)
ain’t no handgun, scat gang (baow)
street sweeper, bang bang (-gunshot-)
got a h-llcat, big bank (skrr)

- stk 23

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