Bang Bros (Durk Lil)

I got cash and they mad I pull up in that jag My shoe red your boo mad cuz I'm shittin on they ass I got cash I pop tags rob me pop your ass I stay flee I'm the man video on demand Stripper bitches fat ass I ain't face you that mad Smokin dope that gas savager hammertime Callin up Jason Nine straight a down the drive Pink bitches down to ride that's why they mad at me 10 days to meet the president now Gotta do the whole squad to be the shit now I gotta deal thinkin I'm the shit now I'll never change never wife a bitch now You wanna meet the president you gotta meet the bang bros Hella bank rolls all them bank rolls ain't yours Spendin flexin so much cash that it can't fold Up and coming rappers man I don't see those Boy all that cuffin you should be a P.O So much designer shit that I can give away clothes All these new niggas all that shit rappin is old To meet the president you gotta meet the bang bros Hold up they know we shit like Sholla Can't sleep on us like pour up Holdin them just like donuts we go nuts DJ share thots, SD share thots, Gino share thots But I can't wife a thot see its levels to this shit She fuck a bang bros and you married to this bitch A salad I got all types of carrots on my wrist One night I don't need alot of shit These bitches is crazy these bitches amaze me These niggas don't phase me money and the streets raised me The industry crazy just a problem I'm a young nigga I'm just chasin me some dollars