LEARN LYRICS

Yeah, she likes money, and her boyfriend’s broke
She's gonna move to where the bandits are
I just blew up, and I already look like a killer
These h*es are getting wet just from the sound
I look like I'm from the North, smoking exotic from the North
Yeah, on the block
That bad girl wants me to slam into her
She likes the outlaw life, and how the Glock looks on me
I look like I'm from the North, smoking exotic from the North
Yeah, on the block
That bad girl wants me to slam into her
She likes the outlaw life, and the sound of the Glock
I wanna give you d*ck, I don't know why
I was singing, and you were freaking all night
Lend me that p*ssy, I'm gonna fill it with milk
She wants perreo, that I spit on her and choke her
I roll with the bandit up front and two b*tches in back
In the Benz cutting lanes
I always have the big mag in
And the small one in case I press it to the limit
What a high
We ditched the cops, alo foke
I had a bat by my ears
Those people weren't gonna make me drop it
What a high
While they start to think, we're already on the block
I had a bat by my ears
AP on my wrist, and an ingot on my neck
One long mag and one short
I've got a drip even I can't stand
The babe looks at me weird for the Glock I carry
I slid the mag inside my short pants
What a high, with a pile of h*es offshore on a yacht
Brake on me too quick and you'll make me kill her
And I was dead from a high
Damn big-*ssed girl, tell me and I'll pull up in your hood
That *ss is huge, don't say it's not
Tonight I might eat her up
The Bandits and the Wizards, the w*ores on the pole
Testing the Glock-shotty, firing in the bucket
The pieces unsecured, I pin her against the wall
If the cops grab me, I'm blind, deaf and mute
I'm f*cking all these groupies
Big racks looking like blue cheese
Fifty all in the Gucci wallet
I turn the saint into a dirty girl
Threesome on the weekend, in the suite, in the jacuzzi
Bandit like Tego, they want to drag my name through the dirt
But I get high and take flight, long night in the ghetto
M*therf*cker, I grew up with gunmen
A ballplayer sells me the sticks
Target's been the same since they sent my chain
Talking on the net, but Pablo doesn't stop
I wanna do a threesome with La Nay and Shupamela
They don't lay it down like me, you guys gotta light it up
Smoking on the opps, Pacino style
I'm a baby gangster, always roll with killers
Dior ski mask, to shield me from enemies
I'm from Sugar Hill, I grew up with the bandits
Shorty make it clap, gang, I want you on all fours
I know you be bougie, but I'm sincere
I'll buy you designer, but suck it first
I know you, girl, so stop me with h*es
I look like I'm from the North, smoking exotic from the North
Yeah, on the block
That she-devil wants me to slam into her
She likes the outlaw life, and the sound of the Glock
One long mag and one short
The Bandits and the Wizards, the w*ores on the pole
She's gonna move to where the bandits are
She's gonna move to where the bandits are