Grafh - Bang Out lyrics

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Grafh - Bang Out lyrics

[Intro: Grafh] Black Hander, Stand up! Boom! [Hook] x2 Bang Out! Bang Bang Out! Bang Bang Out! Bang Bang Bang Bang Out! Y'all got beef (We all Bang Bang Out!) We don't care, my n***a (Bang Bang Out!) Bang, Bang, Bang Bang Out! [Grafh] Holla at ya boy b**h! Holla may day! may day! We extort rappers before pay day And I be on 106 & Park the same day (What!) Trying to smash Free in front of A.J. (What!) I hold heaters, it ain't safe (Huh?) (Get that money man) The chrome nina done got busy like broke phone receivers (Get that money man) Blackhanders, stand up (Boom!) b**h, rock up cheap With Knick's the size of Chris Rocks buck teeth (What!) The clip click, pop up heat (What!) Got a couple of B's, couple of C's The only letter we never touch are the D's (Get that money man) Get it? Forget it I'm stuck to the street like gums on my feet Like uck dat money man, I get it hot man [Hook] x2 [Grafh] Hey, hey, hey We eat that food, you starve when we see that food I be that dude, that'll rob, you don't need that spoon Bite the bullet with your weak a** tooth The heat blast, you fade like a cheap tattoo, you b**h (Get that money man) You see that (Woot! Woot!) Well we can't move (Get that money man) I got your girl in my jag drop (What?) She's my brand new stash box All in her purse I stash the Glock We ride right pa** the cops like (Vroom!) Like an express train flying pa** your stock (Get that money man) Ask not, I be back on the block Reppin my team like a Mascot (Holla Back!) [Hook] x2 [Grafh] Hey, hey When I'm up, I grind till my time's up Till the sun shine up, I'm grindin' for mine (What!) In my momma's kitchen trying to chop dimes up Until the cops chop my moms up in a line up (What!) If you need it, then sign up, sign up! And please don't ask for a dime for five bucks (Get that money man) Nah And you wonder why I strive for the bus Cause now they charge me like $1.25 for a dutch (What!) I live by the sword and die in a cut I die when it cuts, I'm a ridah But who the f** else gon' supply my lunch? Huh, Huh (Get that money man) Ok, I'm a grind till the swine provide the cuffs, b**h! (Get that money man)