Detroit To Inglewood - Bandgang Lonnie Bands, Beno, Drego

AJC

Boy

I hear you, JC

Beep

I ain’t gon' lie, ayy

When I pull up to that scene, bitch, have my drink

You want Moet, lil' ho?

I want Ace of Spades

My dawg still FaceTime me when he down the way

Bring them ones to our section, I ain’t tipping lames

It’s just me and this fentanyl

Murder was the case 'bout this new dawg

Big old loads, I’m talking U-Hauls

Livin' my best life like Duval

Or maybe say he got the best dope like he two dog

We pull our pistols, playing jazz like it’s Utah

We play the field, hit your side, boy, like foosball

I hit your lil' bitch pussy, I stood too tall

I just went and got two off

She done snort a whole eightball, now she Rudolf

I’m on 8 Mile eating lamb chops at Truf, dawg

I done found some niggas in the town that can move dog

Lil' pretty bitch, where she bome from?

I’m gon' hit the white with the nunchucks

We gon' send it out of state and we gon' double up

I can’t hit the scene without my double cups

She flew to Dubai and got her booty done

It cost an extra three just to lift it up

The chopper get to spitting, get to acting dumb

I’m 'bout to catch a body and another one

Bitch, hand me the Percs, I ate the other ones, hmm

Quick to smack a bitch, go get your brother 'nem, hmm

Bro just got them shh, we 'bout to stomp on them, huh

My dawg gotta eat, we gotta crunch on them

Hey, this a shred, hands up, don’t move, ayy

When you jump in this shit, boy, it’s no rules, hey

We could get rich, all we need is strong food

Nigga, I made a hundred strips nigga, off the Pro Tools

Pull up on your pussy ass so smooth

Came up off the pills first, then the food

I ain’t likin' how they playin' it, they finna move

Once it’s your time, it’s your time, can’t snooze

Brodie got his gun in here, so who the fool?

Let a nigga play with us, then watch the news

Beezy in the longsleeve, shootin' moves

All freeway action, put the bitch in Tom Cruise