Grrahh
Grrahh, rrahh-rrahh
Rrahh, Bow
Grrahh, Grrahh
Blttt
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Bow)
Im So Slimee (Grrahh)
You lil niggas don't want it with me
Got a big ass gun, let it P O P
I'll send a nigga to G O D
All this shit off the T O P
I'll put a nigga up T O P
Said he want smoke like THC
Burn down with a mask like CDC
I'll start shootin' like i'm KD
I'm LIl Raw, I play with them straps
We spin on ya block, make a opp do a lap
One false move, get hit in ya back
Opp bitch wanna work, get smacked with the gat
Put belt to ass, see a opp, he get wacked
Spark him up like a mizzy, shit gettin' black
No McDonalds, I tote a big mac
Bro got the tech, he ain't doin' no hacks
Jump out attack, we gon beat on a opp
F*ck it, we'll put feet on a opp
F*ck it, might just swing on they block
(Cuz we get into that)
I wanna spin out the roof
Headshot, that lil nigga brains went poof
Spin on that block, go lookin' for you
Like, uh
Huntin' for you, Gang
You can't hide, we comin' for you
You can't run, we gunnin' for you
It's just Me, Lil Raw, Lil Doo in the stu
(Umm-mm, mmm-mmh)
I'll put the beam on his shit like the sun
Uh
Hop out, throwin' a ton
Two-two-threes, shit look like a thumb
I'm covered up in all black like a Nun (Uh)
You-you niggas ain't on nothin', you niggas hoes
I'm at his chest like i'm diggin for gold
I'll put the heat on his top like a stove
My flow sick, shit give me a cold
Don't run up, don't try to be bold
Just like a chair, we makin' shit fold
You is a bitch, tryna beef bout a hoe
(Whole time gang f*ckin', you know how that go)
I'm tryna spin with a big ass glock
This shit too real, this shit not a prop
Grrahh-grrahh
You'll get shot, right in yo' mouth
Hop out, you better be out (Bow-bow)
These bluetips gon' open yo' scalp (Bow-bow)
(These bluetips gon' open yo' scalp, Bow)
(Goddamn)
(Bluetips gon' open yo' scalp)
(Uh, we gon' run in yo' house)
(Uh, leave yo' brains on the couch
(On bro)
(Goddamn)
(Jump out the truck, lay a lil nigga out)
(On bro, damnn)
(Don't got the grip, get punched in yo' mouth)
Lil5iveten - BANG BROS 2! (Belt to Ass) Lyrics
Lil5iveten - BANG BROS 2! (Belt to Ass) Lyrics
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Grrahh
Grrahh, rrahh-rrahh
Rrahh, Bow
Grrahh, Grrahh
Blttt
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Bow)
Im So Slimee (Grrahh)
You lil niggas don't want it with me
Got a big ass gun, let it P O P
I'll send a nigga to G O D
All this shit off the T O P
I'll put a nigga up T O P
Said he want smoke like THC
Burn down with a mask like CDC
I'll start shootin' like i'm KD
I'm LIl Raw, I play with them straps
We spin on ya block, make a opp do a lap
One false move, get hit in ya back
Opp bitch wanna work, get smacked with the gat
Put belt to ass, see a opp, he get wacked
Spark him up like a mizzy, shit gettin' black
No McDonalds, I tote a big mac
Bro got the tech, he ain't doin' no hacks
Jump out attack, we gon beat on a opp
F*ck it, we'll put feet on a opp
F*ck it, might just swing on they block
(Cuz we get into that)
I wanna spin out the roof
Headshot, that lil nigga brains went poof
Spin on that block, go lookin' for you
Like, uh
Huntin' for you, Gang
You can't hide, we comin' for you
You can't run, we gunnin' for you
It's just Me, Lil Raw, Lil Doo in the stu
(Umm-mm, mmm-mmh)
I'll put the beam on his shit like the sun
Uh
Hop out, throwin' a ton
Two-two-threes, shit look like a thumb
I'm covered up in all black like a Nun (Uh)
You-you niggas ain't on nothin', you niggas hoes
I'm at his chest like i'm diggin for gold
I'll put the heat on his top like a stove
My flow sick, shit give me a cold
Don't run up, don't try to be bold
Just like a chair, we makin' shit fold
You is a bitch, tryna beef bout a hoe
(Whole time gang f*ckin', you know how that go)
I'm tryna spin with a big ass glock
This shit too real, this shit not a prop
Grrahh-grrahh
You'll get shot, right in yo' mouth
Hop out, you better be out (Bow-bow)
These bluetips gon' open yo' scalp (Bow-bow)
(These bluetips gon' open yo' scalp, Bow)
(Goddamn)
(Bluetips gon' open yo' scalp)
(Uh, we gon' run in yo' house)
(Uh, leave yo' brains on the couch
(On bro)
(Goddamn)
(Jump out the truck, lay a lil nigga out)
(On bro, damnn)
(Don't got the grip, get punched in yo' mouth)
Grrahh, rrahh-rrahh
Rrahh, Bow
Grrahh, Grrahh
Blttt
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Bow)
Im So Slimee (Grrahh)
You lil niggas don't want it with me
Got a big ass gun, let it P O P
I'll send a nigga to G O D
All this shit off the T O P
I'll put a nigga up T O P
Said he want smoke like THC
Burn down with a mask like CDC
I'll start shootin' like i'm KD
I'm LIl Raw, I play with them straps
We spin on ya block, make a opp do a lap
One false move, get hit in ya back
Opp bitch wanna work, get smacked with the gat
Put belt to ass, see a opp, he get wacked
Spark him up like a mizzy, shit gettin' black
No McDonalds, I tote a big mac
Bro got the tech, he ain't doin' no hacks
Jump out attack, we gon beat on a opp
F*ck it, we'll put feet on a opp
F*ck it, might just swing on they block
(Cuz we get into that)
I wanna spin out the roof
Headshot, that lil nigga brains went poof
Spin on that block, go lookin' for you
Like, uh
Huntin' for you, Gang
You can't hide, we comin' for you
You can't run, we gunnin' for you
It's just Me, Lil Raw, Lil Doo in the stu
(Umm-mm, mmm-mmh)
I'll put the beam on his shit like the sun
Uh
Hop out, throwin' a ton
Two-two-threes, shit look like a thumb
I'm covered up in all black like a Nun (Uh)
You-you niggas ain't on nothin', you niggas hoes
I'm at his chest like i'm diggin for gold
I'll put the heat on his top like a stove
My flow sick, shit give me a cold
Don't run up, don't try to be bold
Just like a chair, we makin' shit fold
You is a bitch, tryna beef bout a hoe
(Whole time gang f*ckin', you know how that go)
I'm tryna spin with a big ass glock
This shit too real, this shit not a prop
Grrahh-grrahh
You'll get shot, right in yo' mouth
Hop out, you better be out (Bow-bow)
These bluetips gon' open yo' scalp (Bow-bow)
(These bluetips gon' open yo' scalp, Bow)
(Goddamn)
(Bluetips gon' open yo' scalp)
(Uh, we gon' run in yo' house)
(Uh, leave yo' brains on the couch
(On bro)
(Goddamn)
(Jump out the truck, lay a lil nigga out)
(On bro, damnn)
(Don't got the grip, get punched in yo' mouth)
Writer: Abdullah Bey, Jeremiah Kamara
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid