Bam Bam

[Intro]
([?])
Structure
That swag
Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah
Grrah-grrah, boom (Uh)

[Chorus]
That's on bro, new .45th never jam (At all)
I'm on your block wit' the knocks in my hand, look
[?] got shot, he should never ran up
Matter of fact, he should've ran

[Verse]
It's that weather again
Pocket rocket in my sweater again
We just shot at ya' mans
I know niggas prolly wasn't [?], look
We on offense, stay on defense
Why you reachin'? Don't do that
I'ma get to the top, I'ma do that
Like, you tryna stop me, go do that
Hollows start flyin' knockin' off his durag
Heard they talkin' on Blaze, don't do that
CJ got backdoored, why they do that? (CJ!)
Like, like, why they do that?
Grab a sitchy and move with persistence
Not a rapper, I rеally be glitchin'
And y'all rappers ain't nevеr do missions
They be beggin' and cryin' for friendships
Tell my 'ooter, "Don't miss on a mission"
As soon as you see him, start clickin'
Like you throw a [?] when we spinnin'
We pull up on his block in a minute, like (Yeah)
Why you dissin'?
When you know that your brother be snitchin', uh (Yeah)
Not to mention
We smokin' your deads and we huntin' and livin'
[?]
Give a fuck 'bout a deal, need a hundred percentage
We gon' beat up a rapper and fuck up his image
(Like, beat up a rapper and fuck up his image)
Fuck that, tryna make me sit up for awhile
Like, suck my dick, bitch, we goin' to trial
My mama said she ain't tryna lose a child
Plus, I got a child, that shit gettin' wild (For real)
And that shit is gon' swing', do the quickdraw
Like, fuck did you bing up that blick for?
And he had a fanny pack only for fashion
Like, chop up them niggas that caught 'em and packed 'em

[Refrain]
That's on bro, new .45th never jam up
I'm Mr. Make-A-Nigga-Put-His-Hands-Up
Money could make a nigga set his mans up
JJ know the signal when I stand up

[Chorus]
That's on bro, new .45th never jam
I'm on your block wit' the knocks in my hand, look
[?] got shot, he should never ran up
Matter of fact, he should've ran (He should've ran)

[Interlude]
Big Structure gang
Grrah-grrah, boom

[Refrain]
That's on bro, new .45th never jam up
I'm Mr. Make-A-Nigga-Put-His-Hands-Up
Money could make a nigga set his mans up
JJ know the signal when I stand up (Grrah, grrah)

[Chorus]
That's on bro, new .45th never jam
I'm on your block wit' the knocks in my hand
[?] got shot, he should never ran up (That Structure)
Matter of fact, he should've ran (Grrah, grrah)

[Outro]
Big Structure gang
That's on bro, new .45th never jam up
JJ know the signal when I stand up ([?])
It's that weather again (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
Pocket rocket in my sweater again, bitch