Jru - Bandit Lyrics

Yeah, Gotta chop in the back in the rear
Remember I used to work at the Sears
He want smoke put that boy in the clear
Go one-twenty I won't hit no deer
I'm the goat boy don't call me no deer
When I sing I be blessing her ears
We gon' slide down tell that boy wipe his tears
When I blow up, yea they gon' be flocking
On the way up that's the only option
Get in the stu' and I really lock in
Don't shoot that shot cause' you gon' get blocked
I swear to god we gon' bring them glocks in
Get a new car we don't put the top in
If i'm the pizza then she the topping
Taking a picture, then get my top-end
Me and the gang, we the trending topic
Man, I swear that we trending
Lil' boy you like your life don't let me end it
Look at my clothes, they not Gucci they vintage
She caught me red-handed like i'm a bandit
Stop all that cap on your rap I can't stand it
Boy i'm advanced and you just a standard
Rockin' all black in the stu' like a panther
Accessory on my wrist, it's a dancer
I get bout' 10k for a show now
I got money I need me some more now
Lil' boy I swear it's up we don't go down
Yeah, yeah
She calling my phone tell her hold on
Just might jump in the pool with my clothes on
It get unchy you know we on go now
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Get the green we ain't cutting no lawns
Got that cheese we ain't selling no pawns
We all real man, I swear it's no cons (Uh Huh)
Rock Balenci's ain't rocking no Toms
Know i'm up when I gotta dot com
My girl be at the show with the poms
Sike, I lied they don't support me
So, when i'm up i don't want them to call me
I'm on the top i'm never gon' be falling
I let it ring a few times when they calling
Man, I swear that it's up till' the death of me
Gave you my all, ima' give you what's left of me
Ima' go up cause' that's what they expecting me to do
Yeah, Gotta chop in the back in the rear
Remember I used to work at the Sears
He want smoke put that boy in the clear
Go one-twenty I won't hit no deer
I'm the goat boy don't call me no deer
When I sing I be blessing her ears
We gon' slide down tell that boy wipe his tears
When I blow up, yea they gon' be flocking
On the way up that's the only option
Get in the stu' and I really lock in
Don't shoot that shot cause' you gon' get blocked
I swear to god we gon' bring them glocks in
Get a new car we don't put the top in
If i'm the pizza then she the topping
Taking a picture, then get my top-end
Me and the gang, we the trending topic
Man, I swear that we trending
Lil' boy you like your life don't let me end it
Look at my clothes, they not Gucci they vintage
She caught me red-handed like i'm a bandit
Stop all that cap on your rap I can't stand it
Boy i'm advanced and you just a standard
Rockin' all black in the stu' like a panther
Accessory on my wrist, it's a dancer