Bandits Video (MV)

Ain't a problem cross my table we ain't handle
We flip couches we kick doors nigga we bandits
Kept the hood under control nigga we ran it
You can't pull up unannounced gotta get granted
Nosey hoe keep texting my phone I can't stand it
Middle school I hid the 380. from my Granny
Took the pin out the glock call it brandy
I'm the man on the block you a Stanley
Nosey hoe keep texting my phone what you want
You can't pull up boy we shell what you on
That's yo mans he'n gone slide he'n pick up the phone
Ain't no fighting you getting shot nigga we grown
Ain't no talking like you crazy change your tone
We got sticks we got rocks don't get stoned
I Went on lick I knocked on his door I shot up his home
All hail king dirk Ian getting off the throne
Bought a desert tan stock with the black grip
If it's smoke grab the sticks ant no lil trips
Woke the neighborhood up they think I went crip
I got 50 some shots this a big clip
Almost took that nigga Rollie till it tick tok
Blow up niggas block like I'm Hancock
Shoot a nigga in his head make his neck lock
Nigga f*cking with the guys get yo shit rocked
Ian roddie but the stick came in a big box
Imma plug killa nigga I'll make the price drop
I'm with the gang nigga the mob I'll never swap
Everyday I'm out here thuggin I think I'm Dirk Pac
Heavy metal boy we pull like a rock band
I had a 30 on me when I made GlockClan
I f*cked your bitch an sent her nudes to my right hand
Ian vouching for these niggas cause they off brand