Bang Out (2026) Lyrics

(Skeeo, you crazy)
Gangsta shit

Look, look, this chopper come from Russia
My heart come from the gutter
I'm still caught in the struggle
I've been known to up and up her
They talkin' down, it's fuck 'em, we let they mama love 'em
You play with me, you all up in trouble

I wan' bang out (Bang out)
I'm ready for to bang out (Bitch, I told 'em)
I told them bitches I'm gon' bang out (Bang, bang, what up?)
I'm ready, boy, you wanna bang out?
And we can do it (Top)

Look, I've been in this game for ten years, totin' them things, and poppin' pills
You know my name, it's been real (Real)
I'll hit a bitch up with this steel (Steel)
So many pussy-niggas done got drilled, playin' around with me
Boy, you know somebody gon' get killed from speakin' down on me
I'm YoungBoy, I'm thuggin' (Thuggin')
A grown man, bettеr not touch me
Slept in them chains, and I scufflе
All them big gangsters, they love it
I'll get you pressed behind Archer
Bitch, you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Nothin')
Jump out, I swing this bitch, I bang this bitch
I ain't even got no button, yeah
Bro gon' love the mikin' one, I'm gon' give him fifty-grand
I'm a motherfuckin' thug, I'm out that North, I shoot this Glock, with two hands
I'm 'bout that shit, what you sayin'? I'm on that shit, don't boot, man
I cock my fire, I up it, boom, I go to shootin', I ain't playin'

I wan' bang out (Bang out)
I'm ready for to bang out (Bitch, I told 'em)
I told them bitches I'm gon' bang out (Bang, bang, what up?)
I'm ready, boy, you wanna bang out?
And we can do it (Top)

Nigga, let's bang it out, it's fuck ya
UPD, they know I'm trouble
I be ridin' 'round in a Brabus Benz, with a sawed-off shotty, like a trucker
I ain't playin' about my money
My sister know I love her
Tell your boyfriend I'll take his life, better treat you right, if he gon' fuck ya (Fuck ya)
I got Jayda up in Park City, I ain't with that distant lovin'
I'ma hit ya from a long distance, with this motherfuckin' cutter
Gettin' inside my business, bitch, ya better stop, it ain't another
One of them pussy-ass niggas you runnin' 'round with, callin' brother
Nigga, let's bang out, let's have a standoff, pussy, right now, 'bout my brother
I done slung that iron and got down about my cousin Boozilla, nigga, yeah
I done slung that pistol with my left hand, and control the gas
Better watch your tone, I'ma bust your ass, the first minute that you flash

I wan' bang out (Bang out)
I'm ready for to bang out (Bitch, I told 'em)
I told them bitches I'm gon' bang out (Bang, bang, what up?)
I'm ready, boy, you wanna bang out?
And we can do it (Top)

Montana son, I'm number-one
Millionaire, a stolen gun
This bitch I'm totin' could fold a ape
Sherhonda son, I'll show me one
Forty million for my tapes, seventy-million for my tour, not the twenty-five that I been had
I'm ready, boy, bitch, we can do it
I cocked this bitch, I blew it, baow
Nigga know I get straight to it
Nigga know I'm Murda Man
I left brains inside my hood
Executives know I don't play no games
Protect your artist 'cause I'll do him
I'll bust his brains, that's why you insure him, bitch, I know it
I'm a motherfuckin' menace, and I'll show it, uh-huh
I'm the realest since 2Pac and, bitch, ya know it, uh-huh
Take a picture, it's Lil Top, and, bitch, I'm blowin', I'm hot
Can't stop, this car it cost one-million, I'm on the block

I'm tryna bang out
I'm ready for to bang out
Man, tell them niggas, "Come on, bang out," I'm ready for to bang out
Yeah, yeah

Bitch, if we gon' bang out, nigga, let's bang out
Let's have a standoff, right now, nigga, let off
I'm talkin' 'bout let off, we gon' bang, nonstop, nigga
Nigga, this Flacko lil' brother
This Rich— Ayy, this Rich lil' brother
It’s— It's Skully cousin
Believe that
Ya heard me?
Nigga, this Montana son
Velveeta, Lil Top
You already know I control the block, nigga
3800, concentration camp