Bang Bros Lyrics

Bout to head the front man
But all he time lie
La la la la la

Let the president bitch
Bang bros
I got cash and they mad
I pull up in that jag
My shoe red your boo mad

Cause Im shittin on they ass

I got cash I pop tags
Rob me pop your ass
I stay flee Im the man
Video on demand
Stripper bitches fat ass
I ain't face you that mad
Smokin dope that gas
Savage up hammer time
Callin up Jason Nine
Straight 8 down the drive
Pink bitches down to ride
Thats why they mad at me
10 days to meet the president now
Gotta do the whole squad

To be the shit now
I got a deal thinkin I'm the shit now

I'll never change

Never wife a bitch now
You wanna meet the president
You gotta meet the bang bros

Hella bank rolls all them bank rolls ain't yours
Spendin, flexin so much cash that it can't fold
Up and coming rappers man i dont see those
Boy all that cuffin you should be a PO
So much designer shit that i can give away clothes
All these new niggers all that shit rappin is old
To meet the president you gotta meet the bang bros
Hold up they know
We shit like Shola
Catch these bro and us like pour up
Holdin them jets like donuts
We go nuts

DJ sheds thots
SD sheds thots
Gino sheds thots
But I can't wife a thot

See its levels to this shit
She fuck a bang bros and you married to this bitch

A salad I got all types of karats on my wrist
One night I don't need a lot of shit
These bitches is crazy
These bitches amaze me
These niggers don't phase me

Money and the streets raised me
The industry crazy just a problem
I'm a young nigger
I'm just chasin me some dollars
You wanna meet the president
You gotta meet the bang bros
Hella bank rolls all them bank rolls ain't yours
Spendin, flexin so much cash that it can't fold
Up and coming rappers man i dont see those
Boy all that cuffin you should be a PO
So much designer shit that i can give away clothes
All these new niggers all that shit rappin is old
To meet the president you gotta meet the bang bros