Let It Bang Lyrics - Always Strive And Prosper - Asap Ferg

Grandma hid that hammer in her mattress from my uncle 

He would listen to Wu-Tang 'fore walkin' in the jungle 

Army fatigue jacket, kitchen knife, hope he don't cut you 

With a deuce-deuce up in his boot in case he get in tussles 

[Hook: A$AP Ferg] 

Let it bang 

And he willl 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

And he will 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

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[Verse: A$AP Ferg] 

Lightpost workout 

How he turned out 

Granddaddy tried to help him 

But he burnt out 

He screamed "lazy fucker won't you try to get a job?" 

Block party where the hoochies turned out 

They would dance and sweat they perm out 

If they scream, "We got beef" he would handle with no prob 

Cologne and liquor was his odor 

Fragrance, of a ridin' soldier 

ODB was his persona, he was high on Mars 

40 ounces and some marijuana 

When grandma died from pneumonia 

Now his life a roller coaster, put that shit on God! 

Photos 

And he willl 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

And he will 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

BruH, I miss my crackHead uncle 

Sold Him dope in by tHe bundles 

Draw down on Him, His own gun thougH 

Fuck about family, where's my Hundo? 

'Fore my clip go knock-knock zero 

Fake nigga talkin' 'bout Q ain't real 

18 slangin' tHat Coupe Deville 

Young nigga, young nigga move tHat dope 

Young nigga migHt get killed 

Cuz ain't payin' my bills 

Heat make tHe beef get grilled 

12 years clutcHin' tHat steel 

Pop a nigga more tHan tHem pills 

Pistol under sHeet wHen I sleep 

Body niggas like I do beats 

I ain't talkin' bout my uncle, tHis me 

Made another million this week 

Swagger make a Bentley look cheap 

I'm tHe reason wHy your momma ODed 

I'm tHe reason wHy your Homies ain't deep 

Now you wanna talk about peace 

Pimpin' bitcHes all in tHese streets 

Wonderin' wHy you rubbin' her feet 

If you got High off wHat I sold 

How His teetH platinum when He on sHit row? 

Big belly ballin' like I'm still gettin' tHrowed 

Leave a nigga flat 'til His body get towed 

Sad tHat tHe curb got closed 

Leave Him with a Hole in His skull 

[Hook: ScHoolboy Q] 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang 

Let it bang