Lil B - Ban The Weapons lyrics

rate me

I stay with the black bans, new chain, black range

Niggas the lid burfs, no this is not nerf

Fly past your head like a frisbee on Sunday

Got a stolen car, I’m just riding down the 1 way

Listening to music, and in the shower boosting

Will you ever leave the game

Bitch are ou stupid?

Bitch are you cupid, can you put it in the air

A lot of niggas rap, but don’t nobody care

I’m shittin in the game while I’m staying in my lane

Keep my hands on the brakes, cause shit be changing

Niggas from the street need 2 a loaf

I ask how much you spend you say fuck what it cost

I get a lot of money and it start to turn me off

I’d rather have real friends and buy a new house

Fuck em, I’ma keep it real

They said they couldn’t count

When they moms put em out

I was there in the drought

Niggas fakin on me, I was in you was out

Niggas locked to the street, let the hood in my house

But a coupel suckers see, that a nigga made it out

Plus, fuck em, shit, man fuck em

Niggas be faking,

One thing that I learned, niggas gonn watch you

Most you grew with, the niggas turn impostors

A lot of niggas be fakin need to ask em

My gun just jammed, so I can’t trust the choppas

I can’t even trust the gun

You know, ban the guns, ban the knives

All that shit, you don’t need the weapons nigga

What the fuck you need a weapon for

You scared, boy?

You scared out here boy?

I don’t need no weapon nigga

I’m coming straight with the hands,

Thugged out seriously, ok?

That’s real nigga, real b, swag.