作曲 : Durk Banks

Banger

Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist

Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this

Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah

She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

It ain't a coincidence these shooters ready to go on stains

He done told you trust from us, fentanyl got him out his brain

Throw him in the water, get them sharks on like a big ol' snake

Came off the quarter with some gangstеrs, took this shit to state

Shooter has his mask off, peoplе was thinkin' 'bout it

Gotta keep it one-thousand, tryna clear the bank out

Been in them trenches holdin' switches like an auntie

Spent half a ticket on it and it was anti

I put lil' demon on that hit, he gon' go brazy

Won't even cost a vehicle to get you this mutilated

They caught him in the cut and switched him up and hit his lady

We gon' kill the shooter when he come back if he hit the baby

Couldn't make the store, he wanted that coke, now shit gettin' slimed out

One mill' a show, it's on the floor, these niggas dyin' now

I'm takin' G6 to feel like I'm on Saturn

I could've at least did what I cashed out like a scammer

From the bottom to the top, made it do what it's supposed to do

I came up dirty, now my check write, my money blue

I used to sell it to these junkies, now some time I use

Cost a lot of mon-yun, get you don-yun, knocked out your shoes

I'ma catch the flu from solitary (I swear)

It ain't no sleepin' when you legendary (Pluto)

My main bitch come secondary (Freebandz)

Too many bracelets sprain a nigga wrist

Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this

Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah

She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah

Them hoes gotta get my mom involved for me to reason

I put my brother before the nation, they sayin' I'm treason

I **** with her energy spiritually, she be keepin' her Bs on

I done gave him a gun while he on the run, buddy a street one

Next day out the streets they learn, right here for you, play D1

Why you go on the 'Gram bashin' my name knowin' that the streets warm?

Told a young nigga when he catch another body, told him to keep goin'

Got shot in his neck, they pronounced him dead, brodie breathed strong

You can be my backbone in rare form, I still reject you

Get back, you a real neighborhood hero, they'll still neglect you

I gave the streets more than my own kids, that disrespectful

You can't dig this deep in the trenches, you gon' need a shovel

I don't want anymore [?] caps, medical

Data connected with Apple, federal

He gave me some pills and a napkin

Everything happened is tragic

You that mad? Get him in traffic

Get his address, to say you around

Took a plea deal, gave him eleven

He kept his peace, so it's Only The Family

Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist

Comin' from the gutter, never imagined livin' like this

Five-thousand shots when I'm at the Pow-Wow with the click, yeah

She gotta be bossed up in order to be my bitch, yeah

Too many bracelets to sprain a nigga wrist

Comin' from the gutter, you can't imagine livin' like this

Five-thousand shots when I'm at Pow-Wow with my click, yeah

She gotta get dogged out in order to be my bitch