Песня Chief Keef, Mike Will Made-It - Bang Bang

Where I'm from you won't get shit with a hand out
When I come through the city, niggas bring them bands out
Sound the Semi off, it's soundin' like we brung them pans out
I'ma hot boy, someone, please, bring the fans out
Make a bitch work, work, work, work like Rihanna
Stash the twenties, stack the fifties, when I look up I see hundreds
Man, you know how it feel if you never had nothin'
I can't know how you feel, if you never said somethin'
Get that money, I be runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
Remember on the block gunnin', gunnin', gunnin' gunnin', gunnin'
Now I'm gettin' money, money, money, money, money, money
You can tell by my tummy, tummy, tummy, yummy, yummy
'Member sellin' dope out Granny's for my family
Now I can buy my granny a fuckin' Bentley
Fuck the rap game, fuck I look like buyin' a Plan B
But I gotta get this money, do you understand me?
I'ma fuck my trigger raw until that bitch sing in key
Turn that Xbox on, 'cause ain't no bitch playin' me
Tryna play with me you better off plannin' plan B
'Cause yo plan it ain't workin', I didn't understand it
Just got a call from my momma, she want another
Twenty racks, she will always be the one that's one up
Hop out the car, smell like thunder, I wish you'd run up
I don't crush a lot, I can't, let me call Big Pun up (Let me call)

Bang, bang, bang (Aye)
Bang, bang, bang (Ooh)
Bang, bang, bang (Yeah)
Bang (Skrrt) bang, bang (Aye)
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang (Ayo baby)
Bang, bang, bang, bang (Goddamn baby)
Bang, bang

In the trap steady walkin' to the peephole
Now I'm in a mansion, don't know my gate code
In the party, whoop, whoop, okay hoe
She done come through the back with a Draco
No cash, ain't no onstage, hoe
Pan come through the front with the bankroll
She ring the bell and I was like, "Aye bro
Who bitch in the front with a mango?"
She Sosa, I'm Mufasa, Rastafari, bumbaclota
We turn you to a water, lil' nigga, please, don't get mopped up
Pistol Mad Max, I be runnin' round with Shottas
I'm the alley cat and you the rat that run around with coppers
Bitch, I'm ballin' so damn hard, I think I need a Fiji water
Swear that money be my baby, hello Sosa, you're the father
"Excuse me bro, do you sell dope?" Fuck you a federali?
I'ma boss and these niggas hoe that's what he feel behind me
I'm so fire, I'm so fire, in Hawaii eatin' Tai
You gotta pay me for a comment and that comment might be, "Why?"
Asian hoe say she think I'm nice, why 'cause I eat rice?
Bitch I'm mean, go and get your things, you can't spend the night
Bitch I flex, flexin' on my ex, with a fuckin' check
You think you hot, 'cause you got a box, yo shit could get checked
I'm so hard with a bitch, boss, I be playin' chess
Oh my God, would've been raw, we hit him in the chest
Now he dead, leave his ass red, hit him with Hi-TEC
That mean my TEC so fuckin' hot, hit ten for six and up
Like you was bad before Christmas Eve, bitch, that's what you get
Like I was blind, then that happened and I don't know where you at

Bang, bang, bang (Aye)
Bang, bang, bang (Ooh)
Bang, bang, bang (Yeah)
Bang (Skrrt) bang, bang (Aye)
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang (Ayo baby)
Bang, bang, bang, bang (Goddamn baby)
Bang, bang

(Mike WiLL Made-It)