(Young Chop on the beat)
Why the f*ck they hate on me
But I'ma tell 'em like
I'm like the president, bitch
Do the rpesident
Bang bros, huh
I got cash and they mad, I pull up in that Jag'
My shoe red, your boo mad 'cause I'm shittin' on they ass
I got cash, I pop tags, rob me, pop your ass
I stay flee, I'm the man, video on demand
Stripper bitches, fat ass, fire face, you that mad
Smokin' dope that gas, savager hammertime
Callin' up Jason Nine, STR8 down the drive
Thick bitches down to ride, that's why they mad at me
Ten just to meet the president now
Gotta do the whole squad to be the shit now
I got a deal, thinkin' I'm the shit now
I'll never change, never wife a bitch, nah
You wanna meet the president? You gotta meet the bang bros
Hella bank rolls, all them bank rolls ain't yours
Spendin', flexin', so much cash that it can't fold
Up and comin' rappers, man, I don't see those
Boy, all that cuffin' you should be a P.O
So much designer shit that I can give away clothes
All these new niggas, all that shit rappin' is old
To meet the president, you gotta meet the bang bros
Hold up, they know we shit like sure enough
Can't sleep on us like pour up
Hole in them just like donuts, we go nuts
D-Thang shares thots, SB shares thots, Chino shares thots
But I can't wife a thot
See it's levels to this shit
She f*ck the bang bros and you married to this bitch
A salad, I got all types of carats on my wrist
One night, I don't need a lot of shit
These bitches is crazy, these bitches amaze me
These niggas don't phase me, money and the streets raised me
The industry crazy, just a problem
I'm a young nigga, I'm just chasin' me some dollars
You wanna meet the president? You gotta meet the bang bros
Hella bank rolls, all them bank rolls ain't yours
Spendin', flexin', so much cash that it can't fold
Up and comin' rappers, man, I don't see those
Boy, all that cuffin' you should be a P.O
So much designer shit that I can give away clothes
All these new niggas, all that shit rappin' is old
To meet the president, you gotta meet the bang bros