BAP! Lyrics – Twin S (ACG), 36

Read the full BAP! lyrics by Twin S (ACG) and 36 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
Aye Krome, this one’s hard you know
Mm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz

[Chorus: Twin S]
She said that she likes me, but she don’t like my friends
She thinks it’s them that’s givin’ me skengs
She don’t know that I give it to them
I’m in a stolen whip on a mad ting, like I wanna go back to the pen
But I don’t really think ’bout that one
I’m filling the clip and I’m movin’ mad with the skeng
If you hear that I done it, it’s facts
I’m with H and we both got waps
That boy got slapped on the way to his ting
So he was literally dyin’ for nyash
Ha, I ain’t nutting like him, ask around lil’ boy, I’m Twin
I didn’t earn my name from making a song
I’m know for slapping my ting

[Verse 1: 36]
(Bow, bap, bap, bap, bop, boi, boi)
I shoot to kill, been hammers galore
Are they talking two to a man like me? I thrive on drills
Not countless times, always kept it real
Got check the receipts, what I done on the field
The amount of times that I slapped my hammer
I’m still surprised that it gives me a thrill
I know that I shouldn’t encourage but I’m telling my young G’s, “Do it as well”
Before I went on a drill, I put man on my nank
I shot man over nutting
You ever seen a man lay flat on his back
All the shooters go when I wave my hand
I play bond, I’m (??) my zone
How you talk on man? That spinner got (??)
It’s a TC charge if you let off that Mac
(Brr, brr, brr)
[* got bun, I was man of the match

[* got wapped, can’t bun him with fag
Snitches, no, not one of my gang
I showed the wooden handle only
Not too much, I don’t brandish mad
Recoil it, then let that (Bap)

[Chorus: Twin S]
She said that she likes me, but she don’t like my friends
She thinks it’s them that’s giving me skengs
She don’t know that I give it to them
I’m in a stolen whip on a mad ting, like I wanna go back to the pen
But I don’t really think ’bout that one
I’m filling the clip and I’m moving mad with the skeng
If you hear that I done it, it’s facts
I’m with H and we both got waps
That boy got slapped on the way to his ting
So he was literally dying for nyash
Ha, I ain’t nutting like him, ask around lil’ boy, I’m Twin
I didn’t earn my name from making a song
I’m know for slapping my ting

[Verse 2: Twin S]
Aye pass me the hammer, let me show it ’bout, “Yuck”
I backed out the shotty then slapped it
All of them idiots know what’s up
That pussio kept on talking nuff ’til they ran out of luck
I backed the shotty like what? Hm (Bap, bap, bap)
Aye, ask them man about me
My Arabic ting just came to the block in a German whip and Shalwar Kameez
I came with H and we both got waps
But this came true when he made it free
I circled the block and slapped it
Got the skeng on my hand, I’m erratic
My shorty’s checking my following
See one girl, now she’s moving dramatic
(Bap, bap) Yeah we do them drills, fantastic
That boy got shot in the leg
Now we’re (??), we turnt that boy to a spastic
The way that I treat that spinner with love and care, it’s kinda romantic
He looked at my eyes and I looked at his
Then I started slapping

[Chorus: Twin S]
She said that she likes me, but she don’t like my friends
She thinks it’s them that’s giving me skengs
She don’t know that I give it to them
I’m in a stolen whip on a mad ting, like I wanna go back to the pen
But I don’t really think ’bout that one
I’m filling the clip and I’m moving mad with the skeng
If you hear that I done it, it’s facts
I’m with H and we both got waps
That boy got slapped on the way to his ting
So he was literally dying for nyash
Ha, I ain’t nutting like him, ask around lil’ boy, I’m Twin
I didn’t earn my name from making a song
I’m know for slapping my ting

[Outro]
Aye yo SV, this is naughty still