Young Chop - Bang Bros lyrics

[Verse 1] I got cash and they mad I pull up in that jag My shoe red your boo mad cause I'm sh**ting on they a** I got cash I pop tags rob me pop your a** I stay flee I'm the man video on demand Stripper b**hes, fat a**, fire face, you that mad Smoking dope that gas, savager hammertime Calling up Jason Nine straight A down the drive Thick b**hes down to ride that's why they mad at me 10 dicks to meet the president now Gotta do the whole squad to be the sh** now I gotta deal thinking I'm the sh** now I'll never change never wife a b**h now [Hook] You wanna meet the president you gotta meet the bang bros Hella bank rolls all them bank rolls ain't yours Spending flexing so much cash that it can't fold Up and coming rappers man I don't see those Boy all that cuffing you should be a P.O So much designer sh** that I can give away clothes All these new n***as all that sh** rapping is old To meet the president you gotta meet the bang bros [Verse 2] Hold up they know we sh** like Sho nuff Can't sleep on us like pour up Hole in them just like donuts we go nuts DJ shares thots, SB shares thots, Chino shares thots But I can't wife a thot see its levels to this sh** She f** a bang bros and you married to this b**h A salad I got all types of carrots on my wrist One night I don't need a lot of sh** These b**hes is crazy these b**hes amaze me These n***as don't phase me money and the streets raised me The industry crazy just a problem I'm a young n***a I'm just chasing me some dollars [Hook]