The music video Bang was released on 24 June 2019.
Ayy I’m a balla, baby he ain’t got no game
I’m a big dog, baby rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me, baby make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby make that shit bang
Why so serious? I’m never fucking around
These pigeons dead stock, they never touching the ground
Plane Jane Patek I’m never busting it down
Flagrant as fuck, I’m never toning it down
Oh, you big mad?
Why you chasing a chick that I been had?
Took your dream girl down, yeah, I did that
Got some pop-star bodies, been hit that
Believe me, my belt got notches
Safe full of diamonds, a couple nice watches
Made some mistakes and they think they could stop us
But Tiger plays golf and the whole world watches (Yee)
Ayy I’m a balla, baby he ain’t got no game (Winners win)
I’m a big dog, baby rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me, baby make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby make that shit bang
Load it up, aim, pop, shoot it up
Boot it up, strapped up, toot it up (Woow)
It’s game time, put me in, I’m suited up
Bitch, I’m good enough, I don’t need the luck
Heartbreaker like Suzie, hotter than jacuzzi
Make her bob, open mouth like a scary movie (Ah)
I got 10 cars, park them like Lil Uzi
The proof’s in the income, I ain’t gotta prove it (No)
She got a man, nigga, I ain’t stupid
But the way you work that body, you gon’ have to lose it
And that pussy good, show me how you use it (Yeah)
Step by step, baby go through it (Ayy)
I’m a balla, baby he ain’t got no game (Ayy)
I’m a big dog, baby rock big chains (Big dog)
And I need a super freak like Rick James (Ayy)
Pop that ass for me, baby make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang (Come on)
Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby make that shit bang
Yeah talk to me nicely
Fifty on the chain, oh my god, I’m so pricey
Mami, she Spanish, she keep it so spicy
When she throw it back, she like, Papi, don’t bite me
Yeah, make her bend down
She gon' let me clip when I’m in town
Big Bentley truck, rolled her tints down
10k a month, Hell’s Kitchen in Midtown (Yeah)
L.A. to New York, Bicoastal
I’m international, not local
A band for these vintage Chanel bifocals
If you ain’t talking bags, then I’m antisocial, be gone
Ayy I’m a balla, baby he ain’t got no game
I’m a big dog, baby rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me, baby make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby make that shit bang
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mbzzzY91dXI
