Bando - 2 Tone Lyrics

They just talking shit, selling out they brothers like they auctioning
Niggas always tripping bout some bullshit get off of it
Why these niggas come to me with problems nigga solve the shit
Niggas never come to me upfront but social blogging it
It's odd to me, people don't do work but have they heart up on the lottery
I came up as a youngin kicking doors and smoking collard greens
Uncle in the pen but he know something bout them dollar trees
Smarter than you think and what he say he speak with honesty
Smoking on that doja selling goofies got some quantity
My bitch said she don't like the shit I'm doing so we arguing
Tell my top bitch to flip a pack and give it all to me
Then I give her some but not to much based on that quality
Tell my shawty miss me with that bullshit get off of me
Say she want my heart she can't get that she can't get all of me
Pull up to the scene and blow the shit when niggas bother me
That's why I'm peeling scalps and spinning niggas like some pottery
That's fine to me glock fond of me keep my circle tight and peep them
Niggas who just lie to me
Protect the ones beside of me them niggas lay and die for me
Never roll on niggas they my brothers said they ride for me
Ima keep it going until they show my time is up
Ima tie him up and say we playing double dutch
These niggas automatic but with me you get the clutch
Im clutching on them triggers until that nigga body tuck
Im riding in a coupe you know I got it out the mud
These niggas all some actors pussies acting like a stud
That's why I stay with heat you know I keep the toaster tucked
What niggas wanna beef because they know I'm down to buck
Heard luh shawty whistle tell me shawty getting popped
It's today I just noticed still luh shawty aint get shot
Nowadays luh shooters tell me shorten out his clock
I just say turn on channel 5 and luh nigga watch
Pull up to the window drive through we serving shots
Apply that pressure to that pedal leave a nigga body rotten
Clip clip up in that tec I smack the top if that bitch lock
I stand on what I say and if you test you gonna flop
This Wesson teach a lesson let of 7 from this weapon
Ima send yo ass to heaven still got bullets counting blessings
Got the 30 like I'm Stephen send it off you know I'm stepping
Heard he out his body its too late to have him check in
Niggas acting hard body pussy really soft as nerf
Let a nigga try me put them o's in him hooters shirt
40 got him dancing but that Nina make that body twerk
That 22 aimed at his feet I bet I make him do the jerk
Nigga smoking cali while I'm running through them alleys
Get to bucking at them niggas who stay posted in the valley
You aint speaking on that bread then I don't care to much about it
If you say you with the shits well luh nigga yea I doubt it
Gotta keep my bread right if you sell I gotta count it
Say you coming 5 deep glizzy marking out them tallies
Ima slide through like a splinter with my demons like a rally
Send yo strongest shooter we can have a grand finale
Get to bucking at these niggas up them cutters on these niggas
Wearing purses made for bitches so I'm tougher than these niggas
Bet I'm rougher than these niggas finger f*cking on these triggers
Line em up to knock I heard he carry couple figures
Niggas want some static so I had to flash that beam
Heard he keep them heaters but he aint gone blow the steam
These niggas acting up thats why 2 face be being mean
Put that nigga on a screen put him on a screen
Death calling his phone when I let that shawty ring
Niggas in the house while I'm out here chasing green
Put that 9 to his mouth tell him boy don't say a thing
If he start to make a sound bullets take the place of teeth
Gang gang gang gang
Gang gang gang gang