[00:00.000] 作词 : Brandon King/Darrel Jackson/Bryson Potts
[00:00.225] 作曲 : Brandon King/Darrel Jackson/Bryson Potts
[00:00.451]Banger
[00:04.395]Young new world, young new wave
[00:08.389]Ohhh-ooh-ohhh
[00:11.638]DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger
[00:13.892]Ay
[00:14.145]Drip drop, big drip
[00:15.643]Droppin’ when I’m steppin’ in
[00:17.407]I remember being broke, used to shop at Citi Trends
[00:20.893]Keep a MAC-11 ’round me, dumb head it’s gon’ spin the Benz
[00:24.399]Keep tryna play with the gang, that’s how your story gon’ end
[00:27.894]Ayy (uh), wait (uh), telling my boy is that Slime on go (Ayy, go ayy)
[00:32.903]Why that b***h mad at lil’ bro? (Uh, woah)
[00:36.393]Gucci, Fendi, I rock designer clothes, no
[00:39.642]No don’t need security, my dawg got bombs
[00:41.896]Know I stay in Gucci man
[00:43.647]Might just go Super Saiyan
[00:45.145]Run up on me, you get hit
[00:46.900]Couple shots to your brain
[00:48.648]Hop out wit’ it, hop out get it
[00:52.145]No Lil Pump, got her screaming “ESS***TIT”
[00:55.897]My hittas got good aim
[00:57.650]I rep young nigga man
[00:59.392]They givin’ out free smoke, come get this nicotine
[01:02.898]Oh Lord, oh Lord
[01:06.150]Skips that vault heat
[01:07.890]Shots to his door
[01:09.899]Play this back, I’ll be real everybody
[01:11.639]Sittin’ heavy, I’ll be real everybody
[01:13.148]Someone said take out the opps, if you was really, really ’bout it
[01:16.643]We keep a rockstar v**e, that’s a fact
[01:19.895]Hop out, Gucci, Louis, Fendi bag (DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)
[01:23.644]Ay
[01:23.890]Drip drop, big drip
[01:25.399]Droppin’ when I’m steppin’ in
[01:26.897]I remember being broke, used to shop at Citi Trends
[01:30.394]Keep a MAC-11 ’round me, dumb head it’s gon’ spin the Benz
[01:33.897]Keep tryna play with the gang, that’s how your story gon’ end
[01:37.401]Ayy (uh), wait (uh), telling my boy is that Slime on go (Ayy, go ayy)
[01:42.584]Why that b***h mad at lil’ bro? (Uh, woah)
[01:46.078]Gucci, Fendi, I rock designer clothes, no (NLE the Top Shotta)
[01:49.584]No don’t need security, my dawg got bombs (Ayy)
[01:51.839]Don’t need security because I’m securing me
[01:53.332]Don’t think you hearin’ me, ten on my earrings
[01:55.087]Niggas gon’ mirror me, won’t interfere on me
[01:56.827]Chain on purity, see that shit clearly
[01:58.582]Designer rockin’, my 5 in my pocket
[02:00.080]I go for the score and you niggas can’t block it
[02:02.330]I’m comin’ like joggers, ballin’ be my hobby
[02:03.585]Ay, stop all that talkin’ and get you a body, before you get bodied
[02:05.780]Been hit a body, charge me with the body, then go beat the body
[02:08.287]Damn that’s a body, got calamari and Oxycontins, on Mollys and Roxys
[02:12.535]Pull up in the Masi, in the back like Maazy,
[02:14.282]I post with my posse, we slidin’ like hockey
[02:16.029]Couple of females that post in the lobby,
[02:17.783]I walk past and they screamin’ out “Papi”
[02:19.535]I saved the trends, the city gon’ trend me,
[02:21.281]POs lookin’ near me, but they gon’ hear me
[02:23.030]They can’t keep it friendly, niggas don’t list me
[02:24.785]Drop on the ten-speed, let off ’bout twenty
[02:26.536]We pullin’ out the lot, straight drop, we poppin’, poppin’, poppin’
[02:29.534]You say what about the opps, they body droppin’, droppin’
[02:33.283]I mix the diamonds and drip with the cheddar
[02:35.035]My teeth speakin’ different language like Rosetta
[02:37.158]I thought a nigga knew better
[02:38.168]You can’t mix the glizzy and the choppas with the Berettas
[02:40.166]Say he a stepper, but I took his metal
[02:41.909]I’d  rather go federal ‘fore I go medical
[02:43.418]Mind over matter
[02:45.669]My bars, they metaphors
[02:46.421]I told the police that I’m just a rapper
[02:47.166]Drip drop, big drip (Drip)
[02:48.664]Droppin’ when I’m steppin’ in (YNW)
[02:50.418]I remember being broke, used to shop at Citi Trends (Brr)
[02:53.913]Keep a MAC-11 ’round me, dumbhead it’s gon’ spin the Benz (Skrtt)
[02:57.419]Keep tryin’ to play with the gang, that’s how your story gon’ end (Brr)
[03:00.914]Hey, wait, telling my boy is that Slime on go, oh (Fax)
[03:05.918]Why that b***h mad at lil’ bro? Bro
[03:09.615]Gucci, Fendi, I rock designer clothes, no
[03:13.272]No don’t need security, my dawg got bombs
[03:18.276](Brr)