Grenade (Bang)

Lyrics: Zayne Davis/Caleb Turner Music: Zayne Davis/Caleb Turner 46Cal: Aye! Turn a dance to a mosh pit. Everybody flocking. All eyes on me. Everybody watching. Tried to take my girl!!! He shot and I blocked it. Defense again, make offense again. Like a taser, I am shocking. It’s my page that they are stalking. Cause they like how I’m popping. No me taking out of lip. Leave you on the floor and then I’ll wipe it and mop it. You should pray for the drip. Word to Tee Grizzley Now I pull up to the function in a brand new whip. With a brand new chic,with brand new bezzle that’s lighting up my wrist. You can try to ride my wave but you goanna end up seasick. I’m take the roadless travel cause the drive is scenic. Never clap when I rap if I say it then I mean it. Never lack stay strapped, come and find out what the beat is. Can you really buzz it? I do not know, believe it. You say you got some moves, you goanna prove it, I goanna see it. This is the type of song that make sell out a show (Sold out). This is the type of song that make me roll in the dough. Grenade type song when I drop it little blow.(Bang) When it sounds stereo, all the hands throw up and the ladies drop it low. This is the type of song that make sell out a show (Sold out). This is the type of song that make me roll in the dough. Grenade type song when I drop it little blow.(Bang) Dow up your hands, ladies drop it to the floor.
Zayne Davis: Yeah!they say they want more. Getting everyone attention when we walk through the door. Oh yeah, something I should make it and get out control. When I get up on the mic, you know it goanna be a show. We are coming up from under putting in the way we blow. It’s just me and all my buddy steady grind on the law. Now we never fail. Why they hate? Man I wouldn’t know. I’m a diamond in the rough, feel light up your world. Why you shanty wait? I am so complicated you wouldn’t even last a day. Try to keep a secret, see the smile on your face. Girl you look like a angel, let me take you to some place. I am addict for the stage. I might write another page. I am not on mumble rap, find another way. I write what I am feeling, I even never fake. Wear my heart up on my wrist, and that will never change. Cause I goanna get it. My duty is doing it right and I’m never tripping. Their acting like they know me but they never listen. I am not get a lot of homies cause I burned some bridges. I had to focus on myself, a lot of rhymes roll in. Never ask for any helps because I’m never sleeping. They knew I was a rapper, Wanna hear a snippet? I am never turning back from this life I am living. This is the type of song that make sell out a show (Sold out). This is the type of song that make me roll in the dough. Grenade type song when I drop it little blow.(Bang) When it sounds stereo, all the hands throw up and the ladies drop it low. This is the type of song that make sell out a show (Sold out). This is the type of song that make me roll in the dough. Grenade type song when I drop it little blow.(Bang) Dow up your hands, ladies drop it to the floor.