LYRICS GAME

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