Bangin Out Shots Lyrics – Trio
Singer: Trio
Title: Bangin Out Shots
Hook (MellyX)
I’m back on my b#llsh#t, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to f#ck sh#t up
I’m heading to big things, yeah
I’ve started petit
Now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them b#tches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah yeah she wildin’
Shawty she gone of the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri
Verse 1 (TDW)
Im back on my b#llsh#t
I got the rеcipe
You muhf#ckas clueless
Im bout thе millies see
Im writin the true sh#t
You bitin my style b
Im up in a spaceship
You still economy
Verse 2 (T-Con)
Im boutta muhf#ckin flex aye yuh
Million dollar chain on my neck aye yuh
Watch a hundred times your rent aye yuh
Make back every cent that i spend aye yuh
In a matter of seconds yuh
I make a milli a minute, yuh
You know that i shoot like , yuh
You know i am a baller, yuh
Verse 3 (TDW)
Yeah i get the guala
And you people fake
If you dont f#ck with us
Then you p#ssies erased
And i dont give a f#ck what you gon plead or say
And you f#ckas could never live my type of way
Verse 4 (Zucc)
I just want the money the muhf#ckin cheddar
b#tch you know that i do this rappin sh#t better
You b#tches fake n thats sad yaa
I make more money than your dad
Cuz i got my muhf#ckin guap up
You still ride a muhf#ckin honda
Got Glocks and the 50 round mag drum
Mac 10 get you all done
Hook (MellyX)
I’m back on my b#llsh#t, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to f#ck sh#t up
I’m heading to big things, yeah
I’ve started petit
Now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them b#tches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah yeah she wildin’
Shawty she gone off the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri
Verse 5 (Zucc)
The f#ck out my way, b#tch its my turn
Balenciaga on my sweatshirt
So many bricks, sh#t like stacker
J Dang on the diamonds and platinum
I get more money than your shorty
I sip fourties you sip robitussin
Wet that boy up, leave the torches smokin
Do sh#t in silence, the glocky blowin
You p#ssies b#tches, you p#ssies hoes
Runnin his squad round like do-si-do
I got the best cadence they steal my flow
I bring out the 40, that b#tch it blow
All of you rappin f#ckers is below
Smokin that sticky you know that im stoned
I got yo b#tch shootin poles
I’m back on my b#llsh#t, yeah
They sleep hope the cushioned, yeah
I came with no rush and yeah
I came in to f#ck sh#t up
I’m heading to big things, yeah
I’ve started petit
Now going full speed
This is not for weak
I just wanna get up, up in a Coupe
Picking them b#tches up and then move
Shawty off of the Goose
I mean lil shawty went to the moon
Shawty yeah yeah she wildin’
Shawty she gone of the white
Yeah she do it for Versace
She only do it in a Rarri
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