[Intro: Sample]
They'll always be killin' it!
[Chorus: Provost]
Boom, there's a banger!
Boom, there's a hit!
Just listen to that hard-hitting bass
Holy shit!
Like
Boom, that's a banger!
Boom, that's a hit!
Just need them 808's
And that's all there is to it!
[Post-Chorus: Provost]
Yeah
Let's make a banger
Just crank the bass up
Yeah
Let's get crazy
And bang this place up
Yeah
Let's make a banger
Just crank the bass up
Yeah
Let's get crazy
And bang this place up
Yeah
[Verse 1: Provost]
(Provost when you gonna drop that heat banger?
You know it's the only way you'll be able to bang her!)
Well shit, I'm a lyricist
She'll never stay over if it takes that much focus
So I'll let the beat take over
Uh!
Fuck it, what's a motherfucker got to do now?
To get attention, I guess just hop on that new sound
I'm just not that into it, fuck it the truth's out
Just got to prove I can do it, but this ain't my true sound
Like pitter patter, pitter patter
Most of it is wack (uh)
Don't need any words
Just gotta have them flows stacked up
Say whatever's catchy to the beat it's like a hack (huh?)
Holy shit, rap's become just as easy as that (ugh)
[Pre-Chorus: Provost]
Man I'm sick of these fuckin' illiterate lil rappers
And by that, I mean literally
These "Lil" rappers
I mean listen to what they be spittin'
Damn, they so wacky
They just got you all hooked up on them trap beats
Like
[Chorus: Provost]
Boom, there's a banger!
Boom, there's a hit!
Just listen to that hard-hitting bass
Holy shit!
Like
Boom, that's a banger!
Boom, that's a hit!
Just need them 808's
And that's all there is to it!
[Post-Chorus: Provost]
Yeah
Let's make a banger (yeah)
Just crank the bass up (yeah)
Yeah
Let's get crazy (yeah)
And bang this place up (yeah)
Yeah
Let's make a banger (yeah)
Just crank the bass up (yeah)
Yeah
Let's get crazy (yeah)
And bang this place up
Yeah
[Verse 2: Provost]
Got a hot bitch, and I'm 'bout to take her out
Just to impress her, take her to the hottest place in town
Order a shit load of food, I wanna gain some pounds
Like "how can you afford that?"
Bitch, look at my bank account!
We get home, just so I can get some head from her
I haven't even cum and she's slowin' down I wonder
Does she think I'm finished?
Shit, I ain't that quick
What you thinkin' bitch?
Go suck a ninja dick or somethin'
(Haha)
Suck a ninja dick or somethin' (Yeah uh)
Suck a ninja dick or somethin'
Suck a ninja dick or somethin' (Fuck this shit bitch)
Suck a ninja dick or somethin'
[Pre-Chorus: Provost]
Man I'm sick of these fuckin' illiterate lil rappers
And by that, I mean literally
These "Lil" rappers
I mean listen to what they be spittin'
Damn, they so wacky
They just got you all hooked up on them trap beats
Like
[Chorus: Provost & (Hayden Forbes)]
Boom, there's a banger!
Boom, there's a hit!
Just listen to that hard-hitting bass
Holy shit!
Like
Boom, that's a banger!
Boom, that's a hit!
Just need them 808's
And that's all there is to it!
(To it, to it!)
[Post-Chorus: Provost & (Hayden Forbes)]
Yeah
Let's make a banger (yeah)
(Yeah)
Just crank the bass up (yeah)
Yeah
('Bout time I come in)
Let's get crazy (yeah)
(Little something to say)
And bang this place up (yeah)
Yeah
(For these lil motherfuckers!)
Let's make a banger (yeah)
Just crank the bass up (yeah)
(Literally the "Lil")
Yeah
Let's get crazy (yeah)
And bang this place up (yeah)
Buh-buh
[Verse 3: Hayden Forbes & Provost]
Boom, that’s a banger (ooo)
Listen in you simpletons
This is the shit that you crank it up
The second we finish mixin it
This back and forth a game at Wimbledon
This rap can force a lame to givin' in (yeah)
Droppin' out, pick it back up
Then once again they’re ditchin' it (oh!)
Got us vibin' (yeah)
Though it’s all copied (yeah)
So this ain’t “Sriracha” (yeah)
It’s “Wasabi” (oh!)
High speed got the pedal slammed to the floor
Hold up, showed up, gotta give this track a little more
Get the scoreboard, servin’ nightmarish shots, no chasin' dreams
Got ‘em blacked out, what you’re sippin' on ain't phasin' me (ha)
Empty Nest with my album, then I was given this pick me up
Extremity in this remedy
Tastes range from jitterbugs to Nathan’s Dixie cups (too)
My debut’s out now, you should spin the shit that I’m spittin’
Provost knows, shoulda heard him when he’d be listenin' (chicka) on mixin’ like…
[Chorus: Provost & Hayden Forbes]
Boom, there's a banger!
Boom, there's a hit!
Just listen to that hard-hitting bass
Holy shit!
Like
Boom, that's a banger!
Boom, that's a hit!
Just need them 808's
And that's all there is to it!
[Post-Chorus: Provost, Hayden Forbes, & Both]
Yeah
Let's make a banger (yeah)
(Banger)
Just crank the bass up (yeah)
(Bass up)
Yeah
Let's get crazy (yeah)
(Crazy)
And bang this place up (yeah)
(Place up)
Yeah
Let's make a banger (yeah)
Just crank the bass up (yeah)
Yeah
Let's get crazy (yeah)
And bang this place up (yeah)
Woo!
[Outro: Provost & Hayden Forbes]
Sick of these fuckin' illiterate lil rappers
And by that (yeah)
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo (yeah)
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo (yeah)
Literally
These "Lil" rappers
I mean listen (yeah) to what they be spittin'
(Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang!)
Da-damn, they so wack
Motherfuckers talkin' 'bout poppin' pills and shit (yeah)
Gettin' people killed (yeah)
Rest in peace Lil Peep (yeah)
Shout out Lil Wayne though
Yeah!
