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fune$to – bang! lyrics

[hook: fune$to]

started off slow and now im coming wit a bang (6x) now im coming wit a bang (5x) and it go and it go, it go bang (5x) and it go and it go, it go bang (8x)

[verse 1: fune$to]

n-ggas trynna be me so im shootin'(shootin) and i never miss cause im perfect (perfect) , it ain’t a u in i but it’s a u in murder (in murder)
i steal the show (steal the show), like a burglar (like a burglar), im rolling up (im rolling up), smoking purple
roll up im in your spot (what), gold fronts and a gold watch (right) rolex and bowflex im working out and your chick can watch
your chick can watch cause she love me (love me), shawty phat but she ugly (ugly), me and n-ggas straight ran that b-tch back and forth like rugby
like a chopper i break it down chopper chopper break it down bang everything fatal when a n-gga come around
when tables turn it won’t change sh-t, gonna ride when that lane switch, drinks out an im faded (faded) an i love to run so i chase chips
(yeah) i chase it if a n-gga got a problem if he actin like a p-ssy all them dogs ah bring it out him when that chopper chopper go (bow) it take you outta your place if they think i started slow then i’mma finish with a bang!

[hook:fune$to]

[verse 2: k-looney]

i had a slow start im coming wit a bang (bang), already swept the series where the h-ll my ring (rang)
fge is at the top and yeah we bout to reign (reign), if you ain’t ready for it why the h-ll you came
you must be joking vh1 done really got you made, boy you must be stupid tryna come between my accolades
its major leagues boy all you minors should pick another game came in it winning now you want me gone boy major payne
i bang hammers handy man (yup), scary flow candy man (ok) , lines body n-ggas like hang man like my arm broken i slang man
moving weight and i raise the bar v–gr- tracks im goin’ hard they volume low i can’t hear em’ talk everytime i spit its like a last walk
and i bang bang cause i dont like lean on n-ggas like dirty sprite minnesota twins layin’ next to me and they bang together telepathy
i roll up to fatal dap him up riding high cause whats in my cup ill ride for my n-ggas you know whats up i load the 22 with my deuces up

[hook: fune$to]

- funeto lyrics

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