Band Krew (feat. Quin NFN)
Spin a lil bend wave the K out the car
160 a zip pay 250 for Za
Hit up tay set the play it be gone by tomorrow
On the way to the trap got a play on Lamar
Stay with that strap like im steven seagal
Ima felon but still open carry a weapon
Got glizzies XDs Rugers and Smith and Wessons
If you got a problem i'll teach you a lesson
He need a stretcher
I bop with that glock while i dance with the devil
Put dick in a thot on the first day i met her
We trap out that spot tryn run up them extras
If you thinking bout robbing bet not tryn tell you
Met with the plug told him i will not fail you
Couple Ps in a box you cant tell cause they smell proof
Yea we winning before we took dubs we took Ls to
Get the drop on the opps and push up like the mail dude
I need some wock they put me in a bad mood
4EA GANG bitch we step like a band crew
Flew San Diego spent me a dub
Brand new draco we got in the club
We known for stepping on shit like a rug and this new cartier water on me it flood
We stick him up and take all of his bank
All black still wearing gold like a saint
My youngin Fifteen tryna get him some rank
Got a all black 9mm and i got it from crank
Get out my face hoe that's what you can do
She say i fucked then start acting brand new
I'm eating shrimp and a whole lot of lobster but back in the day nigga had to eat can Food
That boy a rat why the fuck is he thugging
He not a shooter Tf is he clutching
She see the diamonds it's over she fucking
Still paranoid got it on me in public
Fly nigga I'm tryna lift off
He say it's smoke we can get off Pray niggas don't get me pissed off really a pup but he Act like a big dog
I through chanel on her she doing the crip walk
We in the field like a kick off
Go talk to god and get sent off whole lot of Ps in this bitch get shipped off
Bro got 2 glocks on him he got a fetish
Pull up and shoot i'm migo JJ Reddick
Big glock on me no this ain't no pellet
Debo a scrub like put down that weapon
Debo the plug like fuck is you selling
Fuck around and get stomped on thinking you stepping
Baby bottle pop pour wock in my beverage
It help with congestion
He turnt to usher started giving confessions
223s make the car go a different direction
Do a loop hit the side with a glock 27
Four deep with the woops with them blicks in a chevy
Hang out the roof with that glick hold it steady
You got 22s in yo clip boy you petty Big guap bag on me racks in a hefty
Fuck it might just drop 2 on Giuseppe
Fuck it might just drop 2 in a Pepsi
Once I get the drop i'm on yo ass like a wedgie
160 a zip pay 250 for Za
Hit up tay set the play it be gone by tomorrow
On the way to the trap got a play on Lamar
Stay with that strap like im steven seagal
Ima felon but still open carry a weapon
Got glizzies XDs Rugers and Smith and Wessons
If you got a problem i'll teach you a lesson
He need a stretcher
I bop with that glock while i dance with the devil
Put dick in a thot on the first day i met her
We trap out that spot tryn run up them extras
If you thinking bout robbing bet not tryn tell you
Met with the plug told him i will not fail you
Couple Ps in a box you cant tell cause they smell proof
Yea we winning before we took dubs we took Ls to
Get the drop on the opps and push up like the mail dude
I need some wock they put me in a bad mood
4EA GANG bitch we step like a band crew
Flew San Diego spent me a dub
Brand new draco we got in the club
We known for stepping on shit like a rug and this new cartier water on me it flood
We stick him up and take all of his bank
All black still wearing gold like a saint
My youngin Fifteen tryna get him some rank
Got a all black 9mm and i got it from crank
Get out my face hoe that's what you can do
She say i fucked then start acting brand new
I'm eating shrimp and a whole lot of lobster but back in the day nigga had to eat can Food
That boy a rat why the fuck is he thugging
He not a shooter Tf is he clutching
She see the diamonds it's over she fucking
Still paranoid got it on me in public
Fly nigga I'm tryna lift off
He say it's smoke we can get off Pray niggas don't get me pissed off really a pup but he Act like a big dog
I through chanel on her she doing the crip walk
We in the field like a kick off
Go talk to god and get sent off whole lot of Ps in this bitch get shipped off
Bro got 2 glocks on him he got a fetish
Pull up and shoot i'm migo JJ Reddick
Big glock on me no this ain't no pellet
Debo a scrub like put down that weapon
Debo the plug like fuck is you selling
Fuck around and get stomped on thinking you stepping
Baby bottle pop pour wock in my beverage
It help with congestion
He turnt to usher started giving confessions
223s make the car go a different direction
Do a loop hit the side with a glock 27
Four deep with the woops with them blicks in a chevy
Hang out the roof with that glick hold it steady
You got 22s in yo clip boy you petty Big guap bag on me racks in a hefty
Fuck it might just drop 2 on Giuseppe
Fuck it might just drop 2 in a Pepsi
Once I get the drop i'm on yo ass like a wedgie
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Writer(s): Quincy Washington
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