Homicide - SHORELINE MAFIA, Bandgang Lonnie Bands

This a BandGang, Off The Xan Gang

When I’m in the A, I be post wit' ManMan

When I’m in the D, I be post wit' Lonnie

And my bitch wit' the shits like she Bonnie

Ron-Ron do that shit

Glock .40, gotta tuck it by my Tommy’s

Chain swangin', if you reach, it’s a hommy

It’s gon' be a homicide, I don’t work a 9 to 5

I be sellin' dope in the trap, gettin' hella high

Niggas barely gettin' by, they be on some bum shit

I be on some take all the bread and the crumbs shit

Yo' bitch a cold piece, she swallow all my munchkins

Suckin' on my dick in the middle of the function

Suckin' on my dick in the middle of the party

Vlone like Bari, said I’m daddy like I’m Maury

Tryna have a minaj jus' like Safaree

3 car garinage and it’s full of Ferrari’s

I be sippin' lean, I don’t really sip Bacardi

I made it off the coke, and the dope, and the molly

I be sippin' lean, I don’t really sip Bacardi

I made it off the dope, and the coke, and the molly

This a BandGang, Off The Xan Gang

When I’m in the A, I be post wit' ManMan

When I’m in the D, I be post wit' Lonnie

And my bitch wit' the shits like she Bonnie

Glock .40, gotta tuck it by my Tommy’s

Chain swangin', if you reach, it’s a hommy

It’s gon' be a homicide, I don’t work a 9 to 5

I be sellin' dope in the trap, gettin' hella high

Hey, Ron Ron on the beat, man I’m on the stove wit' it (on the stove wit' it)

Man you niggas sheep, man I’m a gorilla

Lookin' like a E, man I see the ho in you (boy)

Cut into a freak, like bitch I see the gold in you

Hold on…

$ 5,000 on me then I spread it out (spread it out)

94, 96, nigga take every route (take every route)

Nigga you ain’t never hit a country town and tear down (and tear down)

You ain’t never come back nigga 8 thou'

Lil' nigga sit down, this big boy shit (big boy shit)

Nigga I ain’t no rapper, I’ll split yo' shit (I'll split yo' shit)

Hell we threw 'em on the street stop sendin' that shit (stop sendin' that shit)

And the old heads love me 'cause I’m livin' this shit (cause I’m livin' this

shit)

And y’all last two killas, yeah they both got hit (hey)

My last two bitches yeah they both got pimped (hey)

Hey that Drako got a kick almost broke my wrist (hey)

Hey I’m still on the run tell the judge suck a dick

This a BandGang, Off The Xan Gang

When I’m in the A, I be post wit' ManMan

When I’m in the D, I be post wit' Lonnie

And my bitch wit' the shits like she Bonnie

Glock .40, gotta tuck it by my Tommy’s

Chain swangin', if you reach, it’s a hommy

It’s gon' be a homicide, I don’t work a 9 to 5

I be sellin' dope in the trap, gettin' hella high