Where I’m From

Lyrics

[Intro: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Uh-huh, nigga, talk that shit 'cause I live that shit, nigga Uh, nigga, you know what I'm sayin', I'm the KOD, nigga Ain't met a nigga yet that played with me (Hold on, hold on) [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Hey, they know where I'm from, what I'm really 'bout, huh They know I'm with the walk-down, ain't shootin' up no house Huh, with that click-clack, then air it out Huh, all that chit-chat gon' get you laid down (Ron-Ron do that shit) [Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Huh, 75 to 69 still the safe route, huh The opps down bad, bring the yellow tape out, huh I'm like J Prince, I brought the drank out These niggas still snitchin', they brought the jakes out You got questioned 'bout a murder and wrote a name down I got questioned 'bout a murder and I stayed down We throw B's up, huh, and P's down I'm rеally stressed out, them fеds back around Man, I'm sick them pigs back on my ass They think I'm the one puttin' niggas up in them bodybags Man, I'm sick I blew two hundred fifty bands fast This all street money, I ain't get no advance [Verse 2: Rucci] Yeah, you know where I'm at, where I really be (Norf) On the Norf, Philly P's, I love the energy (That's on Norf) We got money, we got drugs, we got big guns (We got big guns) This a yopper, that's a Glock, nigga, pick one (Ayy, okay, though) Give a fuck about an image, I'm really out here thuggin' (Go) The nigga tried to rob me (What?), I almost killed my cousin (Norf) I'm off these pills bustin', I don't care about nothin' (Ayy) Rollin' like a mother (Huh?) Fuck her off the X like Jeezy (Like Jeezy) Me and my drank like I'm Weezy (Go) Ron-Ron load it up, I lay 'em down, this shit easy (Okay) In Detroit with Lonnie Bands, ran through a lot of bands (Go) RuccDawg got the hood hot again (Go) [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Hey, they know where I'm from, what I'm really 'bout, huh They know I'm with the walk-down, ain't shootin' up no house Huh, with that click-clack, then air it out Huh, all that chit-chat gon' get you laid down Hey, they know where I'm from, what I'm really 'bout, huh They know I'm with the walk-down, ain't shootin' up no house Huh, with that click-clack, then air it out Huh, all that chit-chat gon' get you laid down [Verse 3: Ohgeesy] Pill flipper, yeah, that's what I'm really 'bout Drank sipper, I ain't never seen a drought You my baby, then I got you, that's without a doubt High school, I was fuckin' hoes in mama house Now I just bought my kid and baby mom a house (Yeah) Finna face a blunt, bitch roll stout I can get it by myself, that's without a doubt (Gang) All I ever wanted money, I ain't wanted clout I ain't even want no pussy, I just wanted mouth So you can pick your pants up, baby, get up out I ain't even want no pussy, I just wanted mouth So you can pick your pants up, baby, get up out Only want that head, you don't get no dick, ho My youngin, he a goblin, nigga, just like Piccolo And he 'bout whatever, nigga, that's my little bro And I got an older bitch, but she still a little ho Yeah, I got a big bag, nigga, you got little dough I just poured a quarter pint, nigga, that's a little four I was flippin' keys, you niggas moved a little blow If you move a little, then my nigga, yeah, he finna blow [Chorus: BandGang Lonnie Bands] Hey, they know where I'm from, what I'm really 'bout, huh They know I'm with the walk-down, ain't shootin' up no house Huh, with that click-clack, then air it out Huh, all that chit-chat gon' get you laid down Hey, they know where I'm from, what I'm really 'bout, huh They know I'm with the walk-down, ain't shootin' up no house Huh, with that click-clack, then air it out Huh, all that chit-chat gon' get you laid down