[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Hey

[Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Put that stove on four hundred, nigga, finna chef somethin'
Thinkin' I'm a ho or somethin', nigga, that's when death come
Why the fuck I sell four hundred 'bows last summer?
Why the fuck I bought three bricks of blow with my last hundred?
Even if I'm gettin' baptized, boy, that pistol on me
Pack need to get sanitized, that's the sickest homie
Forever Paid, that was my richest homie
Oh shit, see a day-date, I sic the bitches on him
Ice V told me cut him in, he got the scissors on him
Ice T, that's what the junkies call me when I serve it to 'em
Spike Lee, direct shooters, they have a cinema
Thirteen, my first gun was a Dillinger
Killer caught me in my town, he tryna Jerry Rice one
I threw that boy that MC Hammer thinkin' he couldn't get touched
Huh, got V12 up in the engine, ain't drove the Benz once
Huh, been robbin' niggas since some children, your favorite King Tut

[Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Huh, my Glock gonna ride with me and my yopper too
Pick up the supply with me, this that Scooby Doo
All I do is sell a lot of beans and I pop 'em too
What you want? We got what you need, I brought the saké through
Huh, my Glock gonna ride with me and my yopper too
Pick up the supply with me, this that Scooby Doo
All I do is sell a lot of beans and I pop 'em too
What you want? We got what you need, I brought the saké through
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