Songtexte BOW! - Finatic

Gang, Aye Gang
Blttt, Aye Bow
Aye Aye Aye, Gang
Gang, Finatic Im SoSlimee
Gang Gang, Gang Gang
Gang, Gang Gang
Gang, Gang

Bow, Bow Bow
Bow, Gang
Bow, Bow Bow
Bow, Gang Gang
Bow, Bow Bow
Bow, Gang Gang
Gang
Bow, Bow Bow
Bow, Gang Gang
Gang

That lil' nigga chips, so I'm bout' to bag him
Make him slide to the floor, these bullets gon drag him
And No, we ain't boxin', them shits gon jab him
And niggas be thinkin' I'm light
So, it's bout' to get dark, when I'm flippin' this switch
Lil' bro is a punk
I'ma rock him, when he gettin' hit with this brick
That nigga a mouse, so this button gettin' clicked
I stepped on that boy, I ain't even see him
These shots gon' sting him, you don't want to bee him
Get punched in his face, he slumped PM
Get shot up, now his lil ass in EMS
These hallows gon' rip him, and go thru his flesh
I'm a bang at his stomach, and open his chest
This clip to long, I put him in a dress
Put him on a flat surface, he a desk
I'ma bang at his head
Now, he on his tails, I'm snatchin' his coins
They callin' me Jimmy cuz', I got the pocket rocket
It's a bomb, this shit gon' deploy
I ain't a baby
I leave the house, I grab me a toy
A natural disaster, this shit gon' destroy
I got all the sauce, she lickin' the soy
Wait, what he say?

A gun to his head, these bullets gon' catch him
My dog keep barkin', so it's bout' to fetch him
Get lil' bro wiped, these shots gon' sweat him
Put him in a bag
Get him zipped, fuck a sweater
He think shit sweet, I'm leaving him sour
This clip to tall, so I call it a tower
I was fuckin' his bitch, shit took me a hour
And she eat up the dick, she tryna' devour

I'ma get off my shit, lil' bro gon' be stallin'
Throwin' shots at U, boy better start haulin'
We uppin' the score, like we playin' on offense
This gun made him sick, now his ass in a coffin
He said, he "want smoke"
I'ma blow now, he coughin'
He get outta line, then I'm gon' white chalk him
Getting worked by a bitch, we gon' tear up the office
This beat to stupid, I'm goin' retarded
The bullets gon' twirl, I'ma fuck up his locs
Like Jokic, I be on the block
Tryna' drop me a opp, when I'm blowin' the chop
And it's doin' karate, when he getting popped
Then, I'm tryna' slide out fuck wearin' socks
These hallows could fight, I put him in a box
Send him thru the door, we gon leave his ass knocked
Hop out, let it spark
I put niggas in shock
Gang, Bitch

Bow, Bow Bow
Bow, Gang
Bow, Bow Bow
Bow, Gang Gang
Bow, Bow Bow
Bow, Gang Gang
Gang
Bow, Bow Bow
Bow, Gang Gang
Gang