Niggas Be Lame

Hmm, this shit hard
Yeah, that sauce
It’s Bans, I did YB like this
The old Bans, but, well this new
Sauce
Ayy
Niggas be lame, I’m doin' my thing
I’m walkin' around, I ride with the flame (Flame)
I hope you don’t try, we blowin' in brains
I’m keepin' it cool, I’m keepin' it sane, yeah, ayy
And I bet this stick won’t jam up, 12 can’t jam us
Nigga try the gang, then we goin' on a manhunt
Now she wanna fuck me now because I got my bands up
Bet she wanna fuck me now because I got them bands up
All these hoes gon' flock, you know all these hoes gon' flock
Fuck her good, it’s free promotion, you know all these hoes gon' talk
I can tell from how she lookin', I can see the way she watch
She wanna fuck me for my air, do she like me for my watch?
Is it my watch? Is it my whip?
Is it my sauce? Is it my bitch?
Is it my fit? Is it the way these diamonds hittin', the way they glist'?
She a freaky ass lil' bitch, I just might make her drink my piss
Nigga, as soon as I get my nut, I swear to God that ho gon' dip
Niggas be lame, I’m doin' my thing
I’m walkin' around, I ride with the flame (Flame)
I hope you don’t try, we blowin' in brains (Brain)
I’m keepin' it cool, I’m keepin' it sane, yeah, ayy
And I bet this stick won’t jam up, 12 can’t jam us
Nigga try the gang, then we goin' on a manhunt
Now she wanna fuck me now because I got my bands up
Bet she wanna fuck me now because I got them bands up