B.A.N.

I should just flex
Tennis chains on my neck
Saw a Venus and Serena
Shawdies bad gimme neck
Pull Pull up to the pad
Got a man, I don't care
It's not that bad
Cruising with the crew
Checks on my shoes
Checks on the crew
Gotta frostbite from the ice
Got the flu violate won't hesitate
All my n*ggas they will shoot
Gang smooth like the Fugees
They will find you
They spray on you
22 from the whip
To ya kitchen then ya room
Pots & Pans in my boof
Bih hotter than my roof
Rollin' Backwoods I'm gone chief like a chimney
Snow bunny in the A
Freaky girl call her Brittany
I go hard, Riki Tiki
Ride around with them semis
Pop a bottle of some Henny
Flip a check western union
Want my bills in straight hunnids
I invest, I don't run it
12 heard shots on the street
Asking us like who done it?
Team ain't finna spill the beans
Run our own shit we ain't puppets
Told Mac bring the biddies
That's the one, McLove it
N*ggas claim they got a gun
When we pull up see them running
Told us spit a freestyle you know who really run it



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Writer(s): Olakunle Foncham
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