Song: Bang Out 3 Freestyle
Year: 2021
Viewed: 12 - Published at: 2 years ago

[Intro]
(Dubba-AA flexin')
(Louie Bandz made anotha' one)
(This is the sound)

[Verse]
You say that you want smoke with me, so I say rock out
I'm ballin', let some shots out, soon as them niggas pop out
[?], you can’t tap out, that pressure make 'em cop out
Hundred shots up in the drum, aim at yo' [?], I know the top off
Bang out, buss a nigga shit, that be that slang talk
Drop a bag, then fly outta town soon as the chalk out
What it be 'bout? Flexin', we gon' catch 'em when he walk out
We creep down, kill 'em from that diss, so he can’t speak now
He want war? Shit, he better have a million or extra
It ain’t no talkin', run down on 'em, for a fact, we gon' stretch 'em
I’m in the city with a Glock when I bе ridin' with my cellies
Ain’t mean to say his rеal name, you probably know 'em by Kevin, that’s slime
We slangin' iron, kill 'em all they got a problem, nigga
Ridin' with my son in a Benz with a choppa, nigga
Bet, whatchu' hollering, nigga? Playin'? We gon' pop a nigga
I come from the bottom, nigga, just spent a hundred thousand, nigga
My house big as fuck, I bet you can’t find me, nigga
I just hit rock bottom, nigga, whatchu' want? A dollar, nigga?
Have you ever shot a nigga? Have beef with a lot of niggas?
Must ain’t heard, we follow niggas
Don’t pick and choose, we kill whoever (What up?)
I don’t see shit, I just went to Six Flags with a big bitch
And I’m dumb rich, tell me who you come with?
I keep a drum stick, big pistol, blow shit
Hold on, bitch, go, pull up at the stoe, hop out for some ice
Hol' up, look, bitch check out my necklace, bitch, it’s full of ice
Yeah, [?], I ain’t got no life, uh, uh
Bitch I’m dumb as fuck, come and see my life
I got [?]
Jeremy, what I got? 'Bout seven cars, only drive 'em twice
Bitch, I got a lot of clothes, I just spend that money
Bitch, I got a lot of hoes, but they ain’t on nun
And I’m dumb, yeah, pull up with that drum, yeah
Screamin' out “Red Rum”, yeah, motherfuck them bums, yeah
Fuck boy, how you come? Yeah, nigga, whatchu' on? Yeah
Fuck [?] done, yeah, [?], yeah
Sat up in that cell, huh, I think for six months, yeah
Pull up on 'em, hell, huh [?]
Pull up causin' hell, huh, thuggin' with my son, yeah
Pull up causin' hell, meant to say “Matchin' with my son, yeah”
Wait, hundred racks up in a car bitch, huh
Wait, huh, put that.. up in a ‘gar, bitch
Wait, boy you better talk to God, bitch
Wait, straight out that Nawf I had it hard, bitch
Wait, now bitch, my bank account on full, hoe
Wait, tell me, I bet I would, hoe
Yeah, [?], hoe
Meant to say “Kill yo' brother, bitch, I bet I would, hoe”
Yeah, fuck on yo' mama, I ain’t got no feelings
Wait, beat up yo' daddy, motherfuck that shit
(This is the sound)
Gang and I’m thuggin' pull up in this bitch
Wait, Jeremy let a fat white hoe come suck his dick
Think that I don’t know last night you opened up my house do'
My girl heard y’all fuckin', she ain’t say nun'
But she told em when I woke up
She said “Ole boy had a girl in my house, woodie-woo”
Fuck that shit

( YoungBoy Never Broke Again )
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