Bandit

I been in the streets since I was a pup
You was playin' with the cars, I was pickin' niggas up
Niggas bullets in the strap, treat the pistol like a mutt
Half goin' through him, other half gon' rip him up
Two eleven one just like my nickname
Pullin' the slug Glock out on niggas for them big chains
Super tough nigga see the pistol and get shit stains
But when I whip this bitch out, ain’t got shit to say
Ayy, I’m used to ridin' with that black mask
Since I got plugged on the bag, I let the trap slap
Uncle Cookie, hundred and twelve grams in the backpack
Try to snatch that, F&N hit his snapback
I been a savage, this ain’t just for rap
Ask Wise when we on the block when we totin' straps
Nigga tried to slide the wrong way, I’ma smoke his cap
Coroner come pick the nigga up in a grocery bag, Shred
I’m a bandit, my mama can’t stand it
Since the streets took control I been ridin' with hammers
I was playin' with Glocks, you was rockin' pajamas
BPD sent the feds in, we too much to handle
I’m a bandit, my mama can’t stand it
Since the streets took control I been ridin' with hammers
I was playin' with Glocks, you was rockin' pajamas
BPD sent the feds in, we too much to handle
Free Millz, they got him locked down for a body
Free Murk, they got him locked down for a body
Free Lil Tim, they got him locked for a double homi
Even though I’m getting money I’ll still catch a body
Drop his mans, now his whole fuckin' team shook
Bomb strapped in the party, don’t get your shit took
Family full of felons, that make me another crook
Before I ever drop a dime the judge gon' hit me with the book
Trap house slappin' like I’m doin' specials
Made a killing off of raw like a nigga wrestle
Lil bro vicious with that chop, he ain’t finna wrestle
Pray I don’t catch another case 'cause I’m goin' federal
You couldn’t walk a mile in my fuckin' shoes
Or take the risks I took just to get these blues
Got my own bag nigga, so I make the rules
Heard the feds was watchin' so I gotta make smarter moves
I’m a bandit, my mama can’t stand it
Since the streets took control I been ridin' with hammers
I was playin' with Glocks, you was rockin' pajamas
BPD sent the feds in, we too much to handle
I’m a bandit, my mama can’t stand it
Since the streets took control I been ridin' with hammers
I was playin' with Glocks, you was rockin' pajamas
BPD sent the feds in, we too much to handle