shredgang mone - bandit lyrics
[verse 1: shredgang mone]
i been in the streets since i was a pup
you was playin’ with the cars, i was pickin’ n-ggas up
n-ggas bullets in the strap, treat the pistol like a mutt
half goin’ through him, other half gon’ rip him up
two eleven one just like my nickname
pullin’ the slug glock out on n-ggas for them big chains
super tough n-gga see the pistol and get sh-t stains
but when i whip this b-tch out, ain’t got sh-t to say
ayy, i’m used to ridin’ with that black mask
since i got plugged on the bag, i let the trap slap
uncle cookie, hundred and twelve grams in the backpack
try to sn-tch that, f&n hit his snapback
i been a savage, this ain’t just for rap
ask wise when we on the block when we totin’ straps
n-gga tried to slide the wrong way, i’ma smoke his cap
coroner come pick the n-gga up in a grocery bag, shred
[chorus: shredgang mone]
i’m a bandit, my mama can’t stand it
since the streets took control i been ridin’ with hammers
i was playin’ with glocks, you was rockin’ pajamas
bpd sent the feds in, we too much to handle
i’m a bandit, my mama can’t stand it
since the streets took control i been ridin’ with hammers
i was playin’ with glocks, you was rockin’ pajamas
bpd sent the feds in, we too much to handle
[verse 2: shredgang boogz]
free millz, they got him locked down for a body
free murk, they got him locked down for a body
free lil tim, they got him locked for a double homi
even though i’m getting money i’ll still catch a body
drop his mans, now his whole f-ckin’ team shook
bomb strapped in the party, don’t get your sh-t took
family full of felons, that make me another crook
before i ever drop a dime the judge gon’ hit me with the book
trap house slappin’ like i’m doin’ specials
made a k!lling off of raw like a n-gga wrestle
lil bro vicious with that chop, he ain’t finna wrestle
pray i don’t catch another case ’cause i’m goin’ federal
you couldn’t walk a mile in my f-ckin’ shoes
or take the risks i took just to get these blues
got my own bag n-gga, so i make the rules
heard the feds was watchin’ so i gotta make smarter moves
[chorus: shredgang mone]
i’m a bandit, my mama can’t stand it
since the streets took control i been ridin’ with hammers
i was playin’ with glocks, you was rockin’ pajamas
bpd sent the feds in, we too much to handle
i’m a bandit, my mama can’t stand it
since the streets took control i been ridin’ with hammers
i was playin’ with glocks, you was rockin’ pajamas
bpd sent the feds in, we too much to handle
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