J-Bankrollz - Gxng Gxng lyrics

[Verse 1] I could go out and spend the weekend with some fans But I'll ask [ privacy ] if she has any plans Be cooking with the pans if she doesn't have dance I can count the checks later, keep on the finance Heavy lies the crown, 'cause I got a heavy rock Time to make guwop, no need to check the clock Be prepared for me if you think that you can mock Pull up at your spot, and I'll hit you with the Glock Squad out mobbing, Glock both Bruce and Robin Haters' arteries throbbing, and widows are sobbing Didn't even raise my hands, I can hit ‘em from the hip Not frugal with these shells, empty the entire clip [Hook: x2] Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang I'm sizing up like my name is Scott Lang Piping so hard I can make that metal sang Roll up at the trap and I make that .40 bang, boy [Verse 2] Sixteen down, time to go and make some more The audience engaged, they don't ever get bored Your girl isn't religious, but she calls me the lord Flexing when I pick her up in a whip you can't afford Four-oh-three god, out here repping with the squad Strict diet out here, I exclusively eat cod Backyard chats with Denise like this is Hot Rod I acknowledge perfection with a “damn” and a nod Your girl is rude and hairy like a sa**y quatch And she can't keep the farts in with her ga**y crotch While middle H out here wearing a cla**y watch k**ing the competition: she just murdered hopscotch (break) [Hook: x2] Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang I'm sizing up like my name is Scott Lang Piping so hard I can make that metal sang Roll up at the trap and I make that .40 bang, boy