Bands & Violence Harlem Spartans (Ft. Aydee, Loski & TG Millian)

[Hook: Loski] x2
Shoota blow for free (man down man down)
All of them gyal wanna roll
One of them hold a smoke for me (too catty man)
Eh, shit then fuck, then uh uh
All of them talk like we (chatter box)
Eh, bands and violence daily
Man do things on streets (don't run boy)
Man do things on streets (don't run boy)

[Verse 1: Loski]
Harlem only, don't do friends
Spartans active, don't get qwenged
That gyal dead, but the uck was 10
Man with the phone on the strip with peng
Bro put a 9 in 8s and 10s
I was with Ian and Larry and Ben
He didn't rate us, skid round the ends
I was like nine with the mains in the 10s
Busy with Latz, this blade was ments
Come to the opp block, should've put tents
Three young bells, I'll leave man drenched
You can meet Bass if your don look hench
Them gyal see me with Lam and Drips
Man was asking me if I'm six
Slow down b now baby I'm Harlem
HS only, but I'll do it for prince
We looked booky, wind down your prints
One eye closed, when I shoot don't blink
Splash man down, better pray he don't sing
Splash man down, better pray he don't sing
Fuck it, I'm with nine, and buds
Do show that's lock arf
Opps wanna talk on the squad
Check the news we left so many restaurants on lock off
Them the paigons, them start panicking
That's everyone run off
Shotty just oso long, got me looking at bro like this ting need chop arff
Live corn like supper
And shitting them boy, they're stressed
Eh, I was scheming out my mans girl while he was thinking bout his olders death (sorry b)
Trap misch mash get bread
Bands and violence, skengs on peds
Hoes all on me, I'm too boasy
Air time, give it to bro instead
Eh, give it to bro instead