Bang

Ayy, I'm a balla baby he ain't got no game
 I'm a big dog baby rock big chains
 And I need a super freak like Rick James
 Pop that for me baby make that bang, bang, bang
 Make that bang, bang, bang
 Make that bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
 Pop that for me baby make that bang
 Why so serious? I'm never around
 These pigeons dead stock they never touchin' the ground
 Plane Jane Patek I'm never bustin' it down
 Flagrant as I'm never toning it down (Yeah)
 Oh you big mad?
 Why you chasin' a chick that I been had?
 Took your dream girl down yeah I did that
 Got some pop-star bodies been hit that
 Believe me my belt got notches
 Safe full of diamonds a couple nice watches
 Made some mistakes and they think they could stop us
 But Tiger plays golf and the whole world watches (Yee)
 Ayy, I'm a balla baby he ain't got no game
 I'm a big dog baby rock big chains
 And I need a super freak like Rick James
 Pop that for me baby make that bang, bang, bang
 Make that bang, bang, bang
 Make that bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
 Pop that for me baby make that bang
 Load it up aim pop shoot it up (Yeah)
 Boot it up strapped up toot it up (Woo)
 It's game time put me in I'm suited up
 I'm good enough (Yeah) I don't need the luck (Yeah)
 Heartbreaker like Suzie hotter than jacuzzi
 Make her bob open mouth like a scary movie (Ah)
 I got 10 cars park them like Lil Uzi (Yeah)
 The proof's in the income I ain't gotta prove it (No)
 She got a man na I ain't stupid
 But the way you work that body you gon' have to lose it
 And that good show me how you use it (Yeah)
 Step by step baby go through it (Ayy)
 Ayy, I'm a balla baby he ain't got no game
 I'm a big dog baby rock big chains
 And I need a super freak like Rick James
 Pop that for me baby make that bang, bang, bang
 Make that bang, bang, bang
 Make that bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
 Pop that for me baby make that bang
 Yeah talk to me nicely
 Fifty on the chain oh my God I'm so pricey
 Mami she Spanish she keep it so spicy
 When she throw it back she like "Papi don't bite me"
 Yeah make her bend down
 She 'gon let me clip when I'm in town
 Big Bentley truck rolled her tints down
 10k a month Hell's Kitchen in Midtown (Yeah)
 L.A. to New York Bicoastal
 I'm international not local
 A band for these vintage Chanel bifocals
 If you ain't talkin' bags then I'm antisocial be gone
 Ayy, I'm a balla baby he ain't got no game
 I'm a big dog baby rock big chains
 And I need a super freak like Rick James
 Pop that for me baby make that bang, bang, bang
 Make that bang, bang, bang
 Make that bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
 Pop that for me baby make that bang