"bing bong" lyrics

"bing bong"
(feat. VNLLA)

(Gucci, Gucci)
(Louis, Louis)
(Fenty, Fenty)
(Prada)
She up on my (Gucci, Gucci)
We crunk off (Louis, Louis)
She a savage (Fenty, Fenty)
Girl, I'm so (Prada) you

Balls swinging low, now the pussy playin' ping-pong
No Bored Ape shit, I'm a King Kong
I don't wife thots, I ain't puttin' no ring on
She said "fuck my life" (Bing bong)
Got Jesus on my pieces
Call me Reese's, I got pieces
I'm tryna eradicate the negative stigma around antidepressants
I got reasons (What?)
Money in the mattress, Cartier glasses
Hungry for an actress, purrin' like Katniss
Bbno$ got your new hall passes
Bro so chapped that I make him look assless

Get sticky like barbecue sauce
Teeth shiny, yeah, they callin' me Jaws
Got a hundred K cash in the walls
Fuck yo' agenda, protect them dolls (Uh)

She up on my (Gucci, Gucci)
We crunk off (Louis, Louis)
She a savage (Fenty, Fenty)
Girl, I'm so (Prada) you
She up on my (Gucci, Gucci)
We crunk off (Louis, Louis)
She a savage (Fenty, Fenty)
Girl, I'm so (Prada) you

Throw a little money, but I still got more
But I still got more, but I still got more
Throw a little money, but I still got more
But I still got more, but I still got more
Yeah, we (Gucci, Gucci), bitch

Now I'm flexin' up on my ex
I can tell that bitch real pressed
When she see me up with my upgrade
I'm on Ariana shit, "thank u, next"
Every time I get up, get my bread up
Make some cheddar, I'm tryna better my life
Hottie tottie, throw a party
Out in Abu Dhabi, that's a regular night

Get sticky like barbecue sauce
Teeth shiny, yeah, they callin' me Jaws
Got a hundred K cash in the walls
Fuck yo' agenda, protect them dolls (Uh)

She up on my (Gucci, Gucci)
We crunk off (Louis, Louis)
She a savage (Fenty, Fenty)
Girl, I'm so (Prada) you
She up on my (Gucci, Gucci)
We crunk off (Louis, Louis)
She a savage (Fenty, Fenty)
Girl, I'm so (Prada) you

Throw a little money, but I still got more
But I still got more, but I still got more
Throw a little money, but I still got more
But I still got more, but I still got more
(Gucci, Gucci) Bitch


Writer(s): Christian Michael Dold, Kyle Buckley, Alexander Gumuchian, Anthony Negrete, Jonathan Bach, Natassia Gail Zolot, Phil Holtzman, Michael Weiner
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