Album Name

B-Sides

Artist

Tyga, G-Eazy

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2019.09.20

Release Agency

Sony Music

Bang (feat. Tyga) - G-Eazy
Ayy I'm a balla baby
he ain't got no game
I'm a big dog baby
rock big chains
And I need a super freak
like Rick James
Pop that ass for me baby
make that shit bang bang bang
Make that shit bang bang bang
Make that shit bang bang
bang bang bang
Pop that ass for me baby
make that shit bang
Why so serious
I'm never fuckin' around
These pigeons dead stock
they never touchin' the ground
Plane Jane Patek
I'm never bustin' it down
Flagrant as fuck
I'm never toning it down
Yeah
Oh you big mad
Why you chasin' a chick
that I been had
Took your dream girl down
yeah I did that
Got some pop-star bodies
been hit that
Believe me my belt got notches
Safe full of diamonds
a couple nice watches
Made some mistakes and
they think they could stop us
But Tiger plays golf
and the whole world watches
Yee
Ayy I'm a balla baby
he ain't got no game
Winners win
I'm a big dog baby
rock big chains
And I need a super
freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me baby
make that shit bang bang bang
Make that shit bang bang bang
Make that shit bang bang
bang bang bang
Pop that ass for me baby
make that shit bang
Load it up aim pop shoot it up
Yeah
Boot it up strapped up toot it up
Woo
It's game time put me in
I'm suited up
Bitch I'm good enough
Yeah
I don't need the luck
Yeah
Heartbreaker like Suzie
hotter than jacuzzi
Make her bob
open mouth like a scary movie
Ah
I got 10 cars
park them like Lil Uzi
Yeah
The proof's in the income
I ain't gotta prove it
No
She got a man nigga
I ain't stupid
But the way you work that body
you gon' have to lose it
And that pussy good
show me how you use it
Yeah
Step by step baby go through it
Ayy
I'm a balla baby
he ain't got no game
Ayy
I'm a big dog baby
rock big chains
Big dog
And I need a super
freak like Rick James
Ayy
Pop that ass for me baby
make that shit bang bang bang
Make that shit bang bang bang
Come on
Make that shit bang bang
bang bang bang
Pop that ass for me baby
make that shit bang
Yeah talk to me nicely
Fifty on the chain
oh my god I'm so pricey
Mami she Spanish
she keep it so spicy
When she throw it back
she like Papi don't bite me
Yeah make her bend down
She 'gon let me clip
when I'm in town
Big Bentley truck
rolled her tints down
10k a month
Hell's Kitchen in Midtown
Yeah
L.A. to New York Bicoastal
I'm international not local
A band for these vintage
Chanel bifocals
If you ain't talkin' bags
then I'm antisocial be gone
Ayy I'm a balla baby
he ain't got no game
I'm a big dog baby
rock big chains
And I need a super
freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me baby
make that shit bang bang bang
Make that shit bang bang bang
Make that shit bang bang
bang bang bang
Pop that ass for me baby
make that shit bang