Video musical

Video musical

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BandGang Lonnie Bands
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lonnie
lonnie
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Letra

Hmm, hey
I've been on the graveyard shift, I'm a vampire
When I need that Richard on my wrist with them sapphires
Every day I'm tryna make it hit out, just a meth buyer
My youngest one'll go on hits, told him that shit backfire
I vow to get my gang rich, let me crank the bass louder
Still forever dangerous, still'll get you spanked about it
My brother fightin' cases, fucked my day up thinkin' 'bout it
I've been tryna have some patience, but it got my vision cloudy
My people told me act famous, they already know I'm rich and roudy
I like my bitches ghetto and basic like the ones from public housing
I can't stand to see my mans down, I gotta put him on
Hit him with that june tao, get the spot in Tootsie Roll
Way before the fruity pounds, it was only cookie sold
Performin' with that toolie out, protect what I'm investin' on
I know y'all tried to snooze me out, hit me in my comfort zone
I know these models super route, turn around, lil' doggy bone
I be in the Scooby house, walkin', hear them blenders
All my life just like a movie now, guess I'm just like Al Kapone
For real, though, this game ain't meant for everbody kids, this shit cutthroat
You might have to do a bid, get killed by someone close
The devil might be in your bed when you shut your eyes closed
You grown, can't be chasin' no ass, we caught his ass blindfold
He got caught with his pants down
Stop, drop, stole his soul
Man, these **** really fanned out
Man, these lil'-ass **** say our name in every fuckin' song
Lonnie bring the band out, tell them boys to drumroll
I ain't with the handouts with the cash out, ****, you murder one of those
I invest in flow jacks, I get my compression on
Really hustle for this bag, used to get my jacket on
More money, the more stressin', gotta keep your mind afloat
The more money, the more loaded weapons that you gotta tote
I got it from my peers, that's why I act this way
Throw that boy a party, throw a capperade
My lil' brother off watch what he coffin, he don't hesitate
Lil' **** be cautious when he crossin', common well states
In the middle of the summer, I make an ice age
I bring out water to your slumage, let it hydrate
And this shit ain't even that, a high rate
We crunchin', them new thousands help me meditate when I be thumbin'
That shit therapeutic, I'm on a therapy
The king with your baby mama fuckin'
I be deep sea divin' in that slut bucket
When these killers on your ass, you say, "Boat couldn't even run from 'em"
These young **** brag, they wanna smoke a **** right in public
This bitch want a bag, I railroad her like her last name Tubman
That Trackhawk fast, but that Maybach a pre motherfucker
Get at me for a windshield glass, my baby, I got a hundred of 'em
When I shot my first bullet the same day I stopped runnin' from 'em
We took it before music, we was doin' boogies
I talk that shit 'cause I'm still livin'
'Cause I'm still livin' it, yeah
Talk that shit 'cause I'm still livin' it
At this point, man, I feel like that I'm stuck in it
Tuh
Written by: lonnie
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