"Bing James" lyrics
"Bing James"
(feat. Jay Rock)
Yellow pill, purple drank, I'm Laker geeked, mane
Yellow pill, purple drank, I'm Laker geeked, mane
Yellow pill, purple drank
Gang gang
Rose gold Richard Mille, nigga, plain Jane (Uh)
Two twin Blickers, lil' nigga, ying-yang (Uh)
Strong strong weed, lil' nigga, Ving Rhames (Uh)
Big crown on, lil' nigga, Bing James (Bing James)
Bust down glowin' lil' nigga, Bling James (Bling James)
Bust down froze, take a picture, freeze frame (Cheese)
Niggas on they death bed, they need they sheets changed
Yeah, big game
Okay, red team, (Yeah) lit up like a light beam
Sippin' ice cream, (Yeah) drippin' like some Visine
Sittin' Spike Lee, (Yeah) I've been doin' the right thing
Take my dirty money, (Yeah) and teach it about hygienes
That banana blip, (Blip) aim it at a rapper lip
'Cause he captain cap, (Cap) we call him Colin Kaepernick
This ain't no rappin' shit, (Oh no) we wrap your ass and wrap it quick
I don't be actin' lit, I'm on too much Actavis
I'm reppin' Blood gang
Put some Molly on her motherfuckin' tongue ring (Yeah)
Birkin bag for her baby, that was chump change (Yeah)
Red carpet on the concrete, that's a bloodstain (Yeah)
Yeah, drove off screamin', "Gang gang" (Huh)
Rose gold Richard Mille, nigga, plain Jane (Huh, huh)
Two twin Blickers, lil' nigga, ying-yang (Huh, huh, huh)
Strong strong weed, lil' nigga, Ving Rhames (Huh, huh, huh)
Big crown on, lil' nigga, Bing James (Huh, huh)
Bust down glowin' lil' nigga, Bling James (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bust down froze, take a picture, freeze frame (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas on they death bed, they need they sheets changed (Yeah, yeah, Bing)
Yeah, big game (East side)
Motion picture shit, (Woo) at you with my .40 Glock
When I'm on my savage shit, bodies on that blacktop (Yeah)
Weapons in the stash box, (Yeah) keep a couple lamb chops (Yeah)
All we serve is hearses, you don't get no ambulance ride
All we know is big B's, yeah, you know, that's gang, gang
This ain't what you want, you don't wanna lose your brain, brain
Focused on this bag now, yeah we from the projects (Yeah)
We got that PTSD like some Vietnam vets
Miss me with that bullshit, I'm just tryna make a play
White Lamborghini truck, bitches call it yola-yay
Sharp as razor blades, Smith N' Wesson in my breakaway
Peep the different shit from behind these Aviator shades
Gang gang (Yeah)
Rose gold Richard Mille, plain Jane (Yeah)
Two twin Blickers, yeah, ying-yang (Yeah)
Strong strong weed, nigga, Ving Rhames (Strong, strong)
Big crown on, nigga, Bing James (Gone)
Bust down glowin', nigga, Bling James (Woo)
Bust down froze, nigga, freeze frame
Yellow pill, purple drank, I'm Laker geeked, mane
Drove off screamin', "Gang, gang"
Rose gold Richard Mille, nigga, plain Jane
Two twin Blickers, lil' nigga, ying-yang
Strong strong weed, lil' nigga, Ving Rhames
Big crown on, lil' nigga, Bing James (Bing James)
Bust down glowin' lil' nigga, Bling James (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Bling James)
Bust down froze, take a picture, freeze frame (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas on they death bed, they need they sheets changed (Sheets changed)
Yeah, big game (Big game)
Yellow pill, purple drank, I'm Laker geeked, mane
Yellow pill, purple drank, I'm Laker geeked, mane
Yellow pill, purple drank, I'm Laker geeked, mane
Freeze frame (Mula, brazy)
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Bijan Dionisios Amirkhani, Johnny McKinzie
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