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driver swung the door
I hopped out and up'd the score
Hit his ass a couple times it ain't empty bang some more
Put these halos in his throat how many hit i

ain't the one to catch
Big big dripper whip sliding like a zipper
Imma cold killer Jason, Michael Jackson thriller
Imma gorilla King Kong in the driver

I'm from a city full of scammers and charvas
Big boy bikes like the husqvarna
Fuck around you'll get rammed by the big navara
And the boys blacked

I was raised by gorillas
If my life were a movie
It'll be labeled a thriller
Been cold with the flow name a rapper that's chiller
I've been styling

(Ayy, Rocky, this wavy)
(Tyy on the beat)
Uh
Ayy
Get back

I tell the driver don't stop like Buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu

Verse :
I don't need no getaway driver, pull out the glock, run drills in a Tesla.
(Bang Bang)
That my side girl, swear she a rider, bad with the skeng so

are up to every tarmac
Up for every lap I don't give my car back
This song is going far back like the explosion of a star back
In the days big bang this

you can't move your right side

And one day you step off the curb at 68th by Lincoln center and bang

You get hit by a bus and then, maybe, you die

being, your will!
Being awake. The world seems so bitter but still. 
Life is bliss. 
Yo! 
A Universal kiss. 
Big bang, Mama here I Am.
Now I stand like

the fire
Doused by the best team
With him when he ridin' out
Cause the check flame when it get divided
Bout niggas livin' through decisions
Learnin' ain't

G-G-G-G-therz
No regrets, I roll in fresh like the Prince of Bel-Air
Finna make a big bang 'cause I am in the Del, yeah
Still rock the jaguar tooth

Uh wassup show these niggas how
The west was won

Yeah if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper, could get it
Any month, any week,

like
A man that lost his fuckin' thumb
Hold up, you look like a cab driver
The boy that pump my gas and the boy
At 7-11 I buy my Dutchies from
This might

only answer for my b***h or my momma or the bros
I ain’t ever gang bang live by the G code
Only real n****s round cuz the fake gone fold
What’s in

The streets watching
I Big Bang and still bleeding
No dipset but
I'm Killa cam in Killa season
Big straps
And every hammer in arm reach
Hell of drip

good at names
Learn the ropes or get hung by em
Hall of fame my drunk driver
Still yelling out buff miner
Booted up cuddy never tired
My new boo content

not this bitch, man!

We put the J in Juggalo
I put the F in fat kid
No, I'm not a pimp but I'll slap that bitch
I like the Juggalettes with the big

rookies n cappers
Movie on set we don't use no actors
By the hair on my chinny chin chin
It's either the pikey albos or rastas
They know what the big bad

daily
My V cut like it was rabies
On some g shit while I travel between A B
No concern as long as my system bang
My driver side door used to leak whenever

screen[01:20.01]To a girl that looks a lot different from you[01:22.09]So b-b-b-b-bitch please[01:23.83]Walk in this bitch like the driver[01:25.49]Feel like I'm Bane,

homies
All these gangsters know me
Yeah, don't be fooled by the dress code
We been living by that G code
But i don't claim to be gangster though
I leave

Insurance can't bring you back to life
From a pissy drunk driver when
A big rig jack knife

Sclerrrrrr! Stay in your lane!
Keep drivin' straight or catch

on the yard, me I got the buddah
If you’re not Doogs, I won’t two's ya
With that big bed he’s looking like lunar
Smoke it ‘til I want new different tuna
Jigs by

like Uber drivers I'm the truth and you a liar
Shootin, by ya, I'll let it fly like a new attire
Grip the grain like newer tires
All this work make you