Bang (Explicit) - G-Eazy/Tyga

Lyrics by：Gerald Gillum/Westen Weiss/Nick Mira/Kyle van Riper/Edgar Machuca/Derrick Carrington Gray/Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson

Composed by：Gerald Gillum/Westen Weiss/Nick Mira/Kyle van Riper/Edgar Machuca/Derrick Carrington Gray/Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson

Tyga：

Aye

I'm a balla baby he ain't got no game

I'm a big dog baby rock big chains

And I need a super freak like Rick James

Tyga：

Pop that a*s for me baby make that s**t

Bang bang bang

Make that s**t

Bang bang bang

Make that s**t

Bang bang bang bang bang

Pop that a*s for me baby

Make that s**t bang

G-Eazy：

Why so serious I'm never f**kin' around

These pigeons dead stock they never touchin' the ground

Plane Jane Patek I'm never bustin' it down

Flagrant as f**k I'm never toning it down

Yeah

Oh you big mad

Why you chasin' a chick that I been had

Took your dream girl down yeah I did that

Got some pop-star bodies been hit that

Believe me my belt got notches

Safe full of diamonds a couple nice watches

Made some mistakes and they think they could stop us

But Tiger plays golf and the whole world watches

Tyga：

Aye yee

I'm a balla baby he ain't got no game

Winners win

I'm a big dog baby rock big chains

And I need a super freak like Rick James

Tyga：

Pop that a*s for me baby make that s**t

Bang bang bang

Make that s**t

Bang bang bang

Make that s**t

Bang bang bang bang bang

Pop that a*s for me baby

Make that s**t bang

Tyga：

Load it up aim pop shoot it up

Boot it up strapped up toot it up

It's game time put me in I'm suited up

B***h I'm good enough I don't need the luck

Heartbreaker like Suzie hotter than jacuzzi

Make her buy open mouth like a scary movie

I got 10 cars park them like Lil Uzi

Proof's in the income I ain't gotta prove it

Nope

She got a man n***a I ain't stupid

But the way you work that body mean you gotta lose it

And that p***y good show me how you use it

Step by step baby go through it

Tyga：

I'm a balla baby he ain't got no game

I'm a big dog baby rock big chains

And I need a super freak like Rick James

Tyga：

Pop that a*s for me baby make that s**t

Bang bang bang

Make that s**t

Bang bang bang

Make that s**t

Bang bang bang bang bang

Pop that a*s for me baby

Make that s**t bang

G-Eazy：

Yeah talk to me nicely

Fifty on the chain oh my god I'm so pricey

Mami she Spanish she keep it so spicy

She throw it back she like Papi don't bite me

Make her bend down

She 'gon let me clip when I'm in town

Big Bentley truck rolled her tints down

10k a month Hell's Kitchen in Midtown

Yeah

L.A. to New York Bicoastal

I'm international not local

I'm banned for these vintage Chanel bifocals

If you ain't talkin' bags then I'm antisocial

Be gone

Tyga：

Aye

I'm a balla baby he ain't got no game

I'm a big dog baby rock big chains

And I need a super freak like Rick James

Tyga：

Pop that a*s for me baby make that s**t

Bang bang bang

Make that s**t

Bang bang bang

Make that s**t

Bang bang bang bang bang

Pop that a*s for me baby

Make that s**t bang