(Bang out, Bang out)

[Verse 1:]
Get the fucking bread
And Imma stack it like a Lego
Give a fuck about a bitch
Cause my lil baby is a rifle
On my money standing tall
It got me higher than the Eiffel
Put that Dick inside her back
Yeah I’m bout to crack her spinal
(Bitch!)
Forty Seven Shawnn
You got me catching feelings
Like this shit was Pokémon
Bitch I’m Not Ash
Imma beat her back in
Pass her back to lil bro
If yo bitch ain’t sucking dick
I guess I’ll fuck her on the floor
Disrespectful ass n***a
I done made it from the bottom
If a n***a got a problem
Then a n***a need to solve em
I done seen some stranger things
So I kept a Mac-11
Pistol toting FortySeven
Now you got my sloppy Seconds
If you wearing bulletproof then imma shoot you in the head
(Yeah that shit that you be rapping bout’
Is all up in ya head)
Imma pull up on a horse
Just like this shit was Red Dead
Arthur Morgan chasing fortune
Wearing YEEZY this ain’t Jordan, uh
(FEE FI FOE FUM)
Man Imma flip a brick
Cause they tried to put me on
But I would rather hit a lick
The Devil tried to take me out
Cause I was moving with the quick
Suck my dick you freaky fuck
Now she gon’ show me all her tricks
Imma thief inside the night bitch
Cause I just want a dolla
Im the dumber smarter n***a
Yeah I’ll play you like Mancala
I Keep a bat like Christian Bale
I’m a bat fresh out of hell
If it’s gas then imma smoke
Don’t give a fuck
About the smell
Go Put that lil bag up
I be rolling out the pound
I Got suppressors on my guns
So I can trap without a sound
These Krusty Clown ass n***a
Just like Bart man you a simp
Could have a roster full of hoes
Man I ain’t trynna be a pimp
I just wanna settle down
Maybe invest a wife
I could never trust a soul
I ain’t sacrificing life
I’m just analyzing
Peeping all the shit that’s in my way
N***as talk behind ya back
But they’ll smile in ya face
N***as scheming on the low
This pistol put him in his place
Imma bop him like I’m Diddy
97’ bitch I’m Mase