BANG - Kyle feat Mr. Man

(Hey Kyle!)
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Biggity! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
(Know what I'm saying)
Biggity! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
(We in the tweaking traphouse)
Biggity! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Biggity! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
(It's the fire the kid spittin cuz)
Biggity! Bang! Bang!
Yeah Yeah Yeah

[Verse 1 - Kyle:]
Skinny jeans, Chuck T's
N_gga like, "uh!"
Dude, n_ggas like you?
Better than me?!
N_gga like, huh? Wha?
Nineteen with a milli swag
Making white moms really glad
Whack rappers is really mad
Cause y'all s_ck like really bad!
Cassio on my wrist
N_gga time for me to get rad
I make this sh_t look gold
But nah n_gga, this sh_t just brass
I'm a beast, I'm a beast
I'm a dog, I'm a dog
And I shut n_ggas down
And I'm not even on
If your sh_t sounds weak just hit up my phone
You need help with your songs, I'm the n_gga you call

[Hook - Kyle:]
Cause I bang bang bang bang
Biggity bang bang
Run these tracks and you get hit with a train
Verse or hook cause I know how to sang sang
Have your preteen goin insane
Lamborghini mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I gave her a drink but, I don't think it's working
Blowing up my newsfeed, had my Twitter chirping
I see more of her than you, and I ain't met her in person
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Biggity! Bang! Bang! [x8]

[Verse 2 - Mr. Man:]
Mr. Man
N_gga damn
Where the f_ck you been at, bruh?
I been up, banging on raps
Walking in show, making stages collapse
Remember who is that, cause they know we are
Blowing up trees, f_ck security guards
Touch Down and make the city ours
My hair nappy like a Rastafari
Stayed in my lane
Bringing that bang
Blow 60 K's of c_caine
Dreamed of gold chains around my neck
Big crib, a bunch of whips like slaves
Overcomers that overcame
Y'all balling on minimum wage
Never heard of your crew
Ain't red nor blue but my n_ggas we bang
Yup, yup, yup
Let me get back to it
Oh wow, you said I couldn't do it
Funny as f_ck, are you dummies or what?
Cause I was gon' blow when you dumb n_ggas knew it


Ridin Around in my city
And these n_ggas know what I'm bout
Pull up on a 60s bike that cost more than your house
Yeah, everybody outside
Hearing sh_t that I like
Got them speakers blaring
There ain't anywhere you can hide


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