Foreva Rollin BandGang Lonnie Bands (Ft. BIG30)

[Intro]
(FOREVEROLLING)
(Lucci, how you feel?)

[Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Got my mind on a million, while your mind on what bitch I'm fuckin'
She don't know I cut a lotta onions
I feel comfier where I come up out the dungeon
I come from raided spots, softened rocks, flush it
Tss, nigga, we don't law abide
Bought a foreign just to park that bitch in the garage
We turnt off that fetty, can't believe it's butter
Can't belive it took a whole 5
I can't snitch on my brothers, kill my family if I testify
Could've had a body, but you choked, boy you Papa Doc
Damn, boy, that gun a mothafuckin' prop
Them lil' ass boys fake gangsta music, that's Kidz Bop
Only game I'm playing 2 squares, then you hopscotch
I need two pair country grammar, rolling stones spots
His mama don't know he smoke meth, he can't close his eyеs
That boy, he been up for 10 days, straight how he still alive?
Sеnd a hood rat at that boy, hit her with a bribe
Pit a bitch too, tuh, leave his brains on her bod'
Lil' brother slam doors, and then he break the knives
She said she want a rich nigga, uh, I told her open wide