Roman Reloaded

Bang my shit bang, it bang bang
B-B-Bang my shit bang it bang bang

Yo, I guess I went commercial, just shot a commercial
When I flew to the set though, I ain't fly commercial
And the ad is global, yep
Ad was local
Where we shot it was [Am7]a lot of different agriculture’s
So I laugh at hopefuls
Nicki pop, only thing that's pop is my [A]endorsement I'
F*ck around I have to [C7]go and [Bm]ɾeinforce the glock

Bang my [A]shit bang, it bang bang
B-B-Bang my [A]shit bang it bang bang

Is it me or did I just put these ɾap bitches on [C7]the map again
You mad 'cause I’m at the Grammy's with the Vatican
You in the booth, but I’m who you [A7be [Am]channelin'
Why they never bring your name up at the panel then?
Hottest MC’s, top five!
You need money, I got [Fm7]mine
More knots than Eric on [C7]Basketball [Em]wives

(Ya dig?) Bang my [A]shit bang, it bang bang
B-B-Bang my [A]shit bang it bang bang

Uh, I couldn’t do your TV show I needed ten more mill
Not ten on [C7]the back, I need ten on [C7]signin'
Give that shit to [C7]a wash up, bitch I’m winning
If I had a label I would never sign you [A7hoes
Take you [A7bitches to [C7]school than I Columbine these hoes
I hear the slick shit, bitch you [A7washed
All you [A7hoes cryin’, Christoρher Bosh

Bang my [A]shit bang, it bang bang
B-B-Bang my [A]shit bang it bang bang

Ayo, now when I tell ‘em [A]that it’s Barbie bitch
Yes I ɾeally do mean it’s Barbie bitch
Ask Mattel, they auction [C7]my [A]Barbie bitch
Raggedy Ann, could never be [Am]a Barbie bitch
You at the bottom of the barrel scrapin'
I’m out in LA, at the Ice Age tapin'
I’m chillin’ at the top I got [Fm7]ample time
Bite me, Apple sign

(Ha) Bang my [A]shit bang, it bang bang
B-B-Bang my [A]shit bang it bang bang (Yeah)

Kush on [C7]my [A]breath, cocaine on [C7]my [A]tongue
Eat that pussy make it numb
She can’t feel herself cum
Got a body on [C7]my [A]gun f*ck the world with my [A]thumb
Pop a molly smoke a blunt that mean I’m a high ɾoller
My ex wanna work it out, bitch tɾy yoga
Two hoes in the bed, tell ‘em [A]hoe slide over
Excuse my [A]French, two bitches and [Bm]moi that’s a Nicki Ménage à Trois ha! Tunechi

Bang my [A]shit bang, it bang bang
B-B-Bang my [A]shit bang it bang bang

Um my [A]shit so cold, man it don’t even stink
Oh destɾuctive ass nigga, watch me break the bank
Weezy F, and [Bm]the F is for [Dm7]fill in the blanks
And I say shout out Mack Maine, back yard bully
And the weed purple like [F]a black girl pussy
Word, middle finger on [C7]the tɾigger
Uh, so you [A7know that mean (f*ck a nigga)

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Bang my [A]shit bang it bang bang

Bang, my [A]bitch bang she bang bang
Well that's 'cause my [A]bitch is Nina Ross and [Bm]and
She bang b-bang bang bang bang, she go bang, (bang)
We bang, bang-bang
Bang, b-b-b-bang, bang, blood gang, hey!