Bruce Banner

He talking down on the gang, we boutta slide,
He getting popped like a pill
My boy gotta M-16 and he down to ride, yeah you bound to get killed
We ran up on bro, yeah, looked him in his eyes,
And with led he get filled
I'm up in the Benz, yeah the seats white,
Yeah the seats white like some milk
I'm sipping the tris, I walk with a limp
Put him in the sky, just like a blimp
Bought me a G-18 and it stays on my hip
Yeah my niggas some demons, no 666
I ain't talking Amiri, but nigga I'm rich
These niggas ain't hard they just hop on the trend
I feel like Tecca, I did it again
If you playing with me, you play with my stick
I fucked that bitch I broke her back
I gave her the boot made her call up a cab
Like Rick & Morty I'm up in the lab
My bro got a Glock in the MCM bag
Nigga I'm furious, nigga I'm fast
I'm pushing the Scat, I'm doing the dash
Go get yo clan bitch we can clash
You niggas my sons I ain't talking Steve Nash
Popped a perc my skin turned green, nigga I feel like Bruce Banner
Yeah and we sipping that lean, I mix the Wock with the Fanta
Bitch I got a bag on me, nigga I'm feeling like Santa
Yeah, nigga I keep me a heat, choppa singing like Hanna Montana
Free my brother he up in the slammer
This bitch tryna fuck, like where is yo manners?
This ice on my ring, I feel like Green Lantern
I ride in a Ghost, no Danny Phantom
He riding my trail, I might have to blaze him
I'm high as Allah bitch, I am so faded
I'm shocking these niggas like my name was Raiden
And I'll send you to hell bitch, send you to Satan
Keep talking down on the gang, we boutta slide
He getting popped like a pill
My boy gotta M-16 and he down to ride, yeah you bound to get killed
We ran up on bro, yeah, looked him in his eyes
And with led he get filled
I'm up in the Benz, yeah the seats white,
Yeah the seats white like some milk (Grahh!)



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Writer(s): Jaden Nettles
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