Bang Babies

[Intro]
Bang
When niggas ain't got a pulse
Bang
Just let it hang

[Verse]
Back when Queen B dropped that Arnold Palmer
So much tea in that lemonade spilt close to where I was under a rock but was not fucking with shade
Dare respect sway, I bother play in the game
I was getting paid but like way, way out the way
Couldn't connect to my culture till about the time Carti B had the baby
And then it came
Caught up with the wave
Heard what they was saying
Took notes, ran back to the cave, scratched my ass in amazement
Try shit funny, woke niggas basic
Info saturation
Freedom made digital
Digital brain
Spiritual gain, intuitive gifts, flip it, sustain plentiful
Young renaissance on the west, yes
In the flesh
Interview
Auto biopic been sitting with it, now I'm sick of me
Brain frequency since circa 2013
Nigga there are worse things
Like narrow perception
Stop hating on agents
But the blacks are in question
Cause I know I could do better and represent for collective
I didn't want to compete with the bangers
Fuck we'll protect the token not to get mixed in it
If you have potential to win
Squandered my ambition, got humble living in sin
Senses tanned hibition
Just focused on nutrition
In and out of remission again and again and over and over again
Shit, papa gave me the business
Dropped the ball tryna switch lanes
Regained control, finna switch this
Flick wrist like a real nigga
And let it hang
This
Rebound sike, I served it up, was a one man alley oop
Bang
Hand gotta pose, let it hang

[Outro]
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You know my name
But you ain't gotta say it
Just let it hang
Let it sway
For the hive
Coach is it baby