Letras
I want to welcome y'all
To strictly for the city
And right now I'm in here with one of the hottest rappers from the city
Big bandz
Talk to em
Yea
Tay Bandz
Bitch what the fuck is you saying
Uhh
I know these niggas gone hate on a nigga so just give 'em sum to hate bout
New fit with all of my chains out
Knowing these hoes gone be talking that shit and still suck on my dick with the same mouth
Watch me and Lil Kaleb meet up at the top but bitch we ain't taking the same route
But I'm on the same route to ya bitch house
Born on the east in the 870
Remember them days on the nawf in JO
I fuck with my city through all the problems we been facing but bodies keep hitting the flo
Why bodies keeping dropping, when he get a gun
Why bro nem ain't rockin, this shit ain't no fun
Funny when niggas would switch on the click for the cash
Shit ain't real shit sad
But that's how it be, you just gotta keep shit G
My big brudda gone through up the C, My lil brudda gone throw up the B
Ya hoe got my tape on repeat
fucked ya ho while I'm bumping 3 peat
He see all this cheese on me now he want beef
But if he run up bro gone season his meat
I been balling on the niggas like I'm Luka
Money so damn long I might go and buy a ruler
Free my nigga Boobie fuck the muthafuckin trooper
Dreaming bout that cash call me Big Bandz Martin Luther
They call me Tay Bandz but you knew that
The rent for ya crib yeah I blew that
These niggas be throwing shade like some bitches
I'm like damn where they do that
Chains on like a pitbull
Wrist wetter than a swim pool
She want a nigga to teach ha a lesson
I told her step off in my class room
I hit from back in the bathroom
She suck me good like a vacuum
She gave me brain early in morning
Might bring the bitch back for night school
I'm drinkin' this soda it ain't no regular