Stack It

They call me Bando niggas know that I don't play around Tdot got the 40 while I'm dumping out the trey pound Like Beanie Sigel said, "get down or lay down" And if I catch a O it's still coming out the sprayground The whole block lit, my niggas play with mop sticks Don't let me catch you creeping on my gun your body dropping Think Gz a faggot, come slide up if you feel a way We packing ratchets, man my niggas ain't never play Don't chill in Jackson Ima slide and put one in his face It's free Jelly and all my niggas locked up in the gates 6ixShots is humble but he quick to let the hammer spark Walk in the park you hear the shots we disappear in dark He think we lacking Lotti Gz pop up out the cut He got it tucked so all ya niggas better not try and front Free Baby Gz we was just chilling on the block Talk bout the opps and how the styles bout to get a drop Talk on gang then all my niggas wanna let if flock And we ain't bluffing, me and Dthang walk in with the chop Let a nigga act up Ima grab the grip Walking through your jects I got the 40 on my hip Spanish lil mami she a thot get her lit She heard bout OJ Bando now she biting on her lips gang gang Get it then I stack it, niggas moving savage Load the pieces up I could show you how to stack it Baby on my dick she like the way I smack it Kiss her on the neck then I go buy a magnum She like baby oh my god you so savage Free bro Deuce he was heavy on the makk shit RIP Wooski he was heavy on the claff shit Bro Bando fly and he got the fucking package