Текст песни Banging Out My Chest (feat. SKG Tunez) - Squeezy feat. SKG Tunez

I wear my heart on my sleeve but it's still banging out my chest
I play my part so you won't leave cause everything you do the best
Just like a harp I'm pulling strings if they think they can even test
Swear I'd do some shit for you that I would not do for the rest

I'm like, Anybody who got doubts get out my way now
Posted up with bro we got them glocks n you get laid down
Runnin' up that guap we paper chase can't fuck with lames now
The way we grab them poles and then we sliding like a playground

It be shots when we outside, no they ain't havin' no fun
They gon' change up for these bitches it was bad fore' it begun
We erase em like he written, this his class he learn to run
Rearrange em' with these switches now he ashes in a blunt

I keep a draco, and u can catch all of these bullets
You betraying me, mistaking me for someone who won't pull it
And it's plain to see, play games with me, I show that I control em
Aye it's crazy I'm amazed to see you love me to the fullest

Getchu gone by the push of a button like it's nothin'
Why he claim he stuntin' when I saw his ass he runnin'
My rappers get you chipped, they leavin holes like it was funions
Hollows scatter crash his whip and he get totaled at the function

I wear my heart on my sleeve but it's still banging out my chest
I play my part so you won't leave cause everything you do the best
Just like a harp I'm pulling strings if they think they can even test
Swear I'd do some shit for you that I would not do for the rest

I'm like, Anybody who got doubts get out my way now
Posted up with bro we got them glocks and you get laid down
Runnin' up that guap we paperchase can't fuck with lames now
The way we grab them poles and then we sliding like a playground

Tryna reunite 'em with his dead friends when we slide
But it's hot step on 'em while they chilling, catch 'em by surprise
Ain't no dummy we need hot cars all black fit mask for disguise
Better hope he with his kid cause if he not he catch that fiyy fiyy

Stepping on these niggas necks, Without the disrespect
But they keep mentioning my brothers, Bout time they reconnect
Right with they dead guys
Lost his bro got red eyes
Carrying his lead he catch a target get his head fried

We the reason for the closed caskets, they just get memories
Free my youngins who gon' stand on business standing next to me
And stand on it alone, never leave without they gun
Got in his feelings and he spun until someone can't see the sun

I know karma ass a bitch, I pray i never leave my son
He ain't see it coming, AJ Green but we don't miss for nun'
Broke my heart in these streets, got it tatted on my neck
I wear my heart on my sleeve that bitch still banging out my chest

I wear my heart on my sleeve but it's still banging out my chest
I play my part so you won't leave cause everything you do the best
Just like a harp I'm pulling strings if they think they can even test
Swear I'd do some shit for you that I would not do for the rest

I'm like, Anybody who got doubts get out my way now
Posted up with bro we got them glocks and you get laid down
Runnin' up that guap we paper chase can't fuck with lames now
The way we grab them poles and then we sliding like a playground