Banz
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
If you ain't apart of plans then don't say shit
Came up out the land where they slay kids, ape shit
Red beam Glock, god's eye no LASIK
Whole team up, I know you hate it
Basically, them hollow tips go crazy
Take it from me, they shootin dogs like rabies
I don't give a fuck peep my cadence
If a nigga get a bag imma break it
Give it to my sons got em tyin up they laces
Tyin up they laces we racin
Rollin up a blunt and we face it
Still rockin vans no asics
Rollin with my brothers like it's A Sig
Okay Kid? We not on the same shit
I-I-I go apeshit
Tryna get a band make it rain dance
Money fallin out the fuckin pocket of my grey pants
Shawdy went to college she ain't really into statements
Where the, where the pay at?
Quincy where the grave at?
Quincy where the cave at?
I don't know
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
If you ain't apart of plans then don't say shit
Came up out the land where they slay kids, ape shit
Gotta treat me right my momma think I'm famous
I wanna lead the fight, although it make me anxious
I don't know why people wanna eye me
I don't really fuck with the timing
Hold on, I just put the time in
Invisible Man like violet
Division in the fam? Boy they tried it
I am just a pilot, I'm fly as shit
I could cause a riot, I'm calm as shit
Arsonist, step up on the beat and get to sparkin it
Come on bitch, wanna try me you can catch a Spartan kick
Yee boi, you ain't seen the vault I got harder shit
Janky lil Jenkins whatchu thinkin you ain't Leroy
The way this world is crafted, mine I crafted Killjoys
Buncha lil squeakers what they thinkin makin real noise
Thank god I had some teachers puttin work in tryna heal Troy
But we ain't in highschool, this musical get gritty
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
If you ain't apart of plans then don't say shit
Came up out the land where they slay kids, ape shit
A week and some change after Meek dropped Litty
Seekin a change they done fucked up the city
Trump and the towers? All that shit is shifty
Only do the music cuz it lift me, gift me
A piece of your attention fore they spill me
Fall again? Don't you know that make a harder him?
Sinkin in? You can't tread then why you divin in?
Boxin in? Kids been quartered who is savin em?
Oh, Pussy cat money over birds with a puddy tat
Creep inside yo base can you show me where yo goodies at
My hoodie black, FMSL is where I should be at
The culdesac, right across the court where they booked him at
I could be back, I made the climb now it's full circle
Peepin the pattern, family matters now I'm Urkel
Barney's back, red and blue but now I'm seein purple
How I Met Your Mother made a lion from a turtle
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
If you ain't apart of plans then don't say shit
Came up out the land where they slay kids, ape shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
If you ain't apart of plans then don't say shit
Came up out the land where they slay kids, ape shit
Red beam Glock, god's eye no LASIK
Whole team up, I know you hate it
Basically, them hollow tips go crazy
Take it from me, they shootin dogs like rabies
I don't give a fuck peep my cadence
If a nigga get a bag imma break it
Give it to my sons got em tyin up they laces
Tyin up they laces we racin
Rollin up a blunt and we face it
Still rockin vans no asics
Rollin with my brothers like it's A Sig
Okay Kid? We not on the same shit
I-I-I go apeshit
Tryna get a band make it rain dance
Money fallin out the fuckin pocket of my grey pants
Shawdy went to college she ain't really into statements
Where the, where the pay at?
Quincy where the grave at?
Quincy where the cave at?
I don't know
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
If you ain't apart of plans then don't say shit
Came up out the land where they slay kids, ape shit
Gotta treat me right my momma think I'm famous
I wanna lead the fight, although it make me anxious
I don't know why people wanna eye me
I don't really fuck with the timing
Hold on, I just put the time in
Invisible Man like violet
Division in the fam? Boy they tried it
I am just a pilot, I'm fly as shit
I could cause a riot, I'm calm as shit
Arsonist, step up on the beat and get to sparkin it
Come on bitch, wanna try me you can catch a Spartan kick
Yee boi, you ain't seen the vault I got harder shit
Janky lil Jenkins whatchu thinkin you ain't Leroy
The way this world is crafted, mine I crafted Killjoys
Buncha lil squeakers what they thinkin makin real noise
Thank god I had some teachers puttin work in tryna heal Troy
But we ain't in highschool, this musical get gritty
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
If you ain't apart of plans then don't say shit
Came up out the land where they slay kids, ape shit
A week and some change after Meek dropped Litty
Seekin a change they done fucked up the city
Trump and the towers? All that shit is shifty
Only do the music cuz it lift me, gift me
A piece of your attention fore they spill me
Fall again? Don't you know that make a harder him?
Sinkin in? You can't tread then why you divin in?
Boxin in? Kids been quartered who is savin em?
Oh, Pussy cat money over birds with a puddy tat
Creep inside yo base can you show me where yo goodies at
My hoodie black, FMSL is where I should be at
The culdesac, right across the court where they booked him at
I could be back, I made the climb now it's full circle
Peepin the pattern, family matters now I'm Urkel
Barney's back, red and blue but now I'm seein purple
How I Met Your Mother made a lion from a turtle
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
Runnin up the bands on my Gump shit
If they get my mans we gon dump shit
If you ain't apart of plans then don't say shit
Came up out the land where they slay kids, ape shit
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Writer(s): Quincy Wilson
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