Niggas Be Lame - Yung Bans

Hmm, this shit hard

Yeah, that sauce

It’s Bans, I did YB like this

The old Bans, but, well this new

Sauce

Ayy

Niggas be lame, I’m doin' my thing

I’m walkin' around, I ride with the flame (Flame)

I hope you don’t try, we blowin' in brains

I’m keepin' it cool, I’m keepin' it sane, yeah, ayy

And I bet this stick won’t jam up, 12 can’t jam us

Nigga try the gang, then we goin' on a manhunt

Now she wanna fuck me now because I got my bands up

Bet she wanna fuck me now because I got them bands up

All these hoes gon' flock, you know all these hoes gon' flock

Fuck her good, it’s free promotion, you know all these hoes gon' talk

I can tell from how she lookin', I can see the way she watch

She wanna fuck me for my air, do she like me for my watch?

Is it my watch?

Is it my whip?

Is it my sauce?

Is it my bitch?

Is it my fit?

Is it the way these diamonds hittin', the way they glist'?

She a freaky ass lil' bitch, I just might make her drink my piss

Nigga, as soon as I get my nut, I swear to God that ho gon' dip

Niggas be lame, I’m doin' my thing

I’m walkin' around, I ride with the flame (Flame)

I hope you don’t try, we blowin' in brains (Brain)

I’m keepin' it cool, I’m keepin' it sane, yeah, ayy

And I bet this stick won’t jam up, 12 can’t jam us

Nigga try the gang, then we goin' on a manhunt

Now she wanna fuck me now because I got my bands up

Bet she wanna fuck me now because I got them bands up