Bangers, bangers, bangers, bangers Bangers, bangers, bangers, bangers All the women in the back, with the tree on my lap All the boys like to ask me, what you doin' with that, yeah, yeah You say you love me, I ain't foolin' with that They ask me how I keep a man, I keep a battery packed, yeah One day he wants me, one day he wants me not I don't do chances, it's just time to say what I got Speeds like that, got a world tour that they need me at Can't be sittin' round here waitin' on a man to tell me where to fuck my CP at or my will at Bangers, bangers, bangers, bangers I be shuttin' my stuff I'm flyin' high up on the bird, acrophobia Escalate, pour the iron down my purse Where the dollars at? I let them know the runs due on my burst They can call a hearse, cause if there's any violation, I'll go off with that Catwalk, slick top, playin' with the big dogs While I'm in his belly, I got Billy on his feet You know how I knock me out, quick to scratch your eyes out I'm flyin' high up the pentamers, call the time out Bangers, bangers, bangers I be shuttin' my stuff Bangers, the plane boss, the plane Got to get that big rock, put that on my name Make that media big talk, plane boss, the plane Drive that bus to the purple, Jim Harlow to my brain I need a little bit of gizmo I'm bangers I'm fuckin' bangers I'm bangers I'm fuckin' bangers I'm fuckin' bangers I'm fuckin' bangers