[Skit] Now like I was saying I used to go into motherfucking, um, [?] club on Convent With slacks and shoes on, with the TEC-9 on Just - you know what I'm saying? Just scoping out for a bit Yeah, Psych, you used to have the TEC with the good pants Ya know we was just hungry like that Too tired of shooting in the air ‘cause I can't get my way and shit
[Intro] Grandma hid that hammer in her mattress from my uncle He would listen to Wu-Tang 'fore walkin' in the jungle Army fatigue jacket, kitchen knife, hope he don't cut you With a deuce-deuce up in his boot in case he get in tussles
[Hook: A$AP Ferg] (And he will) Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang (And he will) Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang (And he will) Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang (And he will) Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] Lightpost workout, how he turned out Granddaddy tried to help him but he burnt out He screamed, \"Lazy fucker, won't you try to get a job?\" Block party where the hoochies turned out They would dance and sweat they perm out If they scream, \"We got beef\" he would handle with no prob Cologne and liquor was his odor Fragrance of a ridin' soldier ODB was his persona, he was high on Mars 40 ounces and some marijuana When grandma died from pneumonia Now his life a roller coaster, put that shit on God
[Hook: A$AP Ferg] (And he will) Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang (And he will) Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang (And he will) Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang (And he will) Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang
[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q] BruH, I miss my crackHead uncle Sold Him dope in by tHe bundles Draw down on Him, His own gun tHougH Fuck about family, wHere's my Hundo? 'Fore my clip go knock-knock zero Fake nigga talkin' 'bout Q ain't real 18 slangin' tHat Coupe Deville Young nigga, young nigga move tHat dope Young nigga migHt get killed Cuz ain't payin' my bills Heat make tHe beef get grilled 12 years clutcHin' tHat steel Pop a nigga more tHan tHem pills Pistol under sHeet wHen I sleep Body niggas like I do beats I ain't talkin' bout my uncle, tHis me Made anotHer million tHis week Swagger make a Bentley look cHeap I'm tHe reason wHy your momma ODed I'm tHe reason wHy your Homies ain't deep Now you wanna talk about peace Pimpin' bitcHes all in tHese streets Wonderin' wHy you rubbin' Her feet If you got HigH off wHat I sold How His teetH platinum wHen He on sHit row? Big belly ballin' like I'm still gettin' tHrowed Leave a nigga flat 'til His body get towed Sad tHat tHe curb got closed Leave Him witH a Hole in His skull
[Hook: ScHoolboy Q] Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang Let it bang