作曲 : Durk Banks
Banger
Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist
Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this
Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah
She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
It ain't a coincidence these shooters ready to go on stains
He done told you trust from us, fentanyl got him out his brain
Throw him in the water, get them sharks on like a big ol' snake
Came off the quarter with some gangstеrs, took this shit to state
Shooter has his mask off, peoplе was thinkin' 'bout it
Gotta keep it one-thousand, tryna clear the bank out
Been in them trenches holdin' switches like an auntie
Spent half a ticket on it and it was anti
I put lil' demon on that hit, he gon' go brazy
Won't even cost a vehicle to get you this mutilated
They caught him in the cut and switched him up and hit his lady
We gon' kill the shooter when he come back if he hit the baby
Couldn't make the store, he wanted that coke, now shit gettin' slimed out
One mill' a show, it's on the floor, these niggas dyin' now
I'm takin' G6 to feel like I'm on Saturn
I could've at least did what I cashed out like a scammer
From the bottom to the top, made it do what it's supposed to do
I came up dirty, now my check write, my money blue
I used to sell it to these junkies, now some time I use
Cost a lot of mon-yun, get you don-yun, knocked out your shoes
I'ma catch the flu from solitary (I swear)
It ain't no sleepin' when you legendary (Pluto)
My main bitch come secondary (Freebandz)
Too many bracelets sprain a nigga wrist
Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this
Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah
She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah
Them hoes gotta get my mom involved for me to reason
I put my brother before the nation, they sayin' I'm treason
I **** with her energy spiritually, she be keepin' her Bs on
I done gave him a gun while he on the run, buddy a street one
Next day out the streets they learn, right here for you, play D1
Why you go on the 'Gram bashin' my name knowin' that the streets warm?
Told a young nigga when he catch another body, told him to keep goin'
Got shot in his neck, they pronounced him dead, brodie breathed strong
You can be my backbone in rare form, I still reject you
Get back, you a real neighborhood hero, they'll still neglect you
I gave the streets more than my own kids, that disrespectful
You can't dig this deep in the trenches, you gon' need a shovel
I don't want anymore [?] caps, medical
Data connected with Apple, federal
He gave me some pills and a napkin
Everything happened is tragic
You that mad? Get him in traffic
Get his address, to say you around
Took a plea deal, gave him eleven
He kept his peace, so it's Only The Family
Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist
Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this
Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah
She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah
Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist
Comin' from the gutter, you can't imagine livin' like this
Five-thousand shots when I'm at Pow-Wow with my click, yeah
She gotta get dogged out in order to be my bitch
编辑于2023/05/28更新