Trak 1

Lyrics

[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands] (Jose the Plug) Huh, hey, hey, hey Track 1, Track 2, slide Huh, hey, hey, hey [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Track 1, Track 2, slide One bitch, two bitch, dry Count a hundred strips, two hundred strips, I'm tired If you see us pour a six in another six, the opps just died I just sent a hit, huh, me and my killers slapped the five Fucked a stripper bitch and a famous bitch at the same time Do some ignorant shit, huh, and throw them lil' bitches on Live [Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands] A million dollars in cash, would you kill for it? Duh, man, y'all sick we really made a million off a jugg Wanna see a thousand blue hundreds, rose up that rug We the definition young niggas got it out the mud Hey, my young niggas too sick, hit you if you budge, huh Hey, they like to shoot shit and they ain't off no drugs I be with them real Bloods, hit my day ones Can't take around my rap friends 'cause they gon' take somethin' I told Boon to live his best life, he tryna take one, huh All these fake killers, why they make them? Ain't got one up top, nigga, that's a play gun Uh-huh, damn, another grandma lost her grandsons I can lose a bitch, but I can't lose a Samsung Boy, that's a slip every time you heard this phone rung Huh, graduated from them licks, we hit ransoms Man, we might fuck around that kid, have you trumped some? [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Track 1, Track 2, slide One bitch, two bitch, dry Count a hundred strips, two hundred strips, I'm tired If you see us pour a six in another six, the opps just died I just sent a hit, huh, me and my killers slapped the five Fucked a stripper bitch and a famous bitch at the same time Do some ignorant shit, huh, and throw them lil' bitches on Live, hold on [Verse 2: BandGang Javar] Just hittin' licks for ten bands, what a relief? Almost lost faith, I ain't made shit in weeks Lost fifty on the road, it made me wanna go to sleep My pieces wasn't even hittin' for gas, it was steep Got on my shit, wiped the dust off the embosser Fucked that bitch up, can't even go in Neiman Marcus A nigga take some shit from me, that's where you lost us You got a better chance of seein' a flyin' saucer His ham hit me up tryna buy some pills I was fucked up at the time, I sold him Advil That was in '014, he on my ass still He tryna get his shit back, gon' get his ass killed They tried to bop me '014, almost died Rocked his ass to sleep, dog was tired He survivin', yeah, from this, be surprised Like UberXL, we all gon' ride [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Huh Hey, hey Track 1, Track 2, slide One bitch, two bitch, dry Count a hundred strips, two hundred strips, I'm tired If you see us pour a six in another six, the opps just died I just sent a hit, huh, me and my killers slapped the five Fucked a stripper bitch and a famous bitch at the same time Do some ignorant shit, huh, and throw them lil' bitches on Live, hold on