The Renegades - Banger (MOSHPIT) lyrics

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The Renegades - Banger (MOSHPIT) lyrics

[Background] Boom, shakalaka, boom-boom, shakalaka Boom, shakalaka, boom-boom, shakalaka [Hook] Banger! (Figg Side!) Fool, false on your block You get blook 'n block on your block YAWK! (Biddy, bye-bye!) [Verse 1] Grab your brownie, sit the party, shake the party Break the party, murder party, leave the body, tell nobody Put it down, Figg Side rip ride Grooveline wig line shots fired knock-knock, YAWK! You ain't really 'bout that, you don't want to see a Glock out You a p**y a** n***a, you be hoping for a cop out Got a nine and a clip, put a nine on your hip Keep talking that sh**, knock five on your lip G-Ride ski masks and colored rags Contraband in bags, focused on enemigos in jags Big sips out our flasks, we faded who next to get famous Them bangers get banging that barrell keep changing like click-click sh**, I wish a n***a would Feeling f**ing good, crack and scramble up your hood Get it understood, I could have cuz leaking blood Personal as f** at your door drop you on your rug [Hook] [Verse 2] Ain't nothing sweet 'bout rumbling with B's You don't need water to travel through the seas Unravel the backwoods and crumble up the trees n***a, please, your skull missing now homie feel the breeze These bullets burning gon' be hard for you to breathe These bullets burning damn near 'possible to bleed Off that alcohol, that nozzle flammable Beef I prey on my preyer react like animal p**y, I split you like camel toe, my shoelaces matching my flannel We be loading up ammo, y'all be making them channels Yellow tape by them candles, gang members with k**ing sprees On our agendas, real n***as fingers on nickel-plated 9 triggers Facial expressions say surrender When that iron enter, lay back recline n***a Access denied n***a, refrigerate Ziploc'n And all genders, rather Crip or Piru hoes get it too [Hook] [Bridge] Y'all really into talking, we with that bullsh** Them shots is steady sparking, we on that bullsh** Your hood gon' hear them sirens, we did that bullsh** My 50 n***as wilding, we 'bout that bullsh** You know Atlanta with that bullsh** New York to Miami with that bullsh** You know Chicago with that bullsh** Kansas City down to New Orleans with that bullsh** Texas to Alabama with that bullsh** Boston and cats from Philly with that bullsh** Arizona to Seattle, they with that bullsh** Warn your momma California, we 'bout that bullsh** [Hook]