TG Millian - Bands & Violence lyrics

[Hook: Loski] x2 Shoot up bro for free (man down man down) All of them gyal wanna roll One of them hold a smoke for me (too catty man) Eh, sh** then f**, then uh uh All of them talk like we (chatter box) Eh, bands and violence daily Man do things on streets (don't run boy) Man do things on streets (don't run boy) [Verse 1: Loski] Harlem only, don't do friends Spartans active, don't get qwenged That gyal dead, but the uck was 10 Man with the phone on the strip with peng Bro put a 9 in 8s and 10s I was with Ian and Larry and Ben He didn't rate us, skid round the ends I was like nine with the mains in the 10s Busy with Latz, this blade was ments Come to the opp block, should've put tents Three young bells, I'll leave man drenched You can move fast if we on your ends Them gyal see me with lam and drips Man was asking me if I'm six Slow down b now baby I'm Harlem HS only, but I'll do it for prince We looked booky, wind down your prints One eye closed, when I shoot don't blink Splash man down, better pray he don't sing Splash man down, better pray he don't sing f** it, I'm with nine, and buds Do show that's lock arf Opps wanna talk on the squad Check the news we left so many restraunts on lock off Them the paigons, them start panicking That's everyone run off Shotty just oso long, got me looking at bro like this ting need chop arff Live corn like supper And sh**ting them boy, they're stressed Eh, I was scheming out my mans girl while he was thinking bout his olders d**h (sorry b) Trap misch mash get bread Bands and violence, skengs on peds Hoes all on me, I'm too boasy Air time, give it to bro instead Eh, give it to bro instead [Hook: Loski] x2 Shoot up bro for free (man down man down) All of them gyal wanna roll One of them hold a smoke for me (too catty man) Eh, sh** then f**, then uh uh All of them talk like we (chatter box) Eh, bands and violence daily Man do things on streets (don't run boy) Man do things on streets (don't run boy) [Verse 2: TG Millian] I ride to the opp block Man I slide through f** it [?] I'm on my one 125 that's a typhoon That I'm riding The opps chat sh** till I find him Now they all hiding Man already knows a big .45 that I brought on the ride No fist fight darg ting I fry man, I'm on a bad man ting A sad man ting Man pull up skrt Man pull up skrt Beat corn, drop my man Pull up (jump him) I'm with jump out gang Tryna jump on man, free Miz and Dan Real spartans them locked in the can Real bad bro, I'm on a gunna man ting Bad boy where I'mma bun a man's skin Fry man quick like chips Aim for his chest, man I pray I won't miss Bad B brains and neck she swallows my kids Tell a gyal move, she's way too up on my sh** Opp boys know I'm on rocky I stuff bullets up in my shotty Get man down like no one can't stop me Get man down like no one can't stop me No one can stop me [Hook: Loski] x2 Shoot up bro for free (man down man down) All of them gyal wanna roll One of them hold a smoke for me (too catty man) Eh, sh** then f**, then uh uh All of them talk like we (chatter box) Eh, bands and violence daily Man do things on streets (don't run boy) Man do things on streets (don't run boy) [Verse 3: Aydee] Trap mash mash down traps Little man screaming out 4s get nacked Dem man runners and dat Swear I should have never gave him back Chase man down like I really wanna fish him If he's in restaurants, get him Four man cut thru fills with kitchen Two shanks Latz, samurai Jack Lucky he couldn't stand, just miss him Ten toes backpack stepping If you see an opp then we leg him Bro got stitched and we're sweating Back out tomorrow no resting Step round there, step round there Made the whole block run See certain man and they're done Trap mash sleeping with my hood on Dem man there need to put on More weight, drive put your foot on Kittys them needles fill up Amm get spill up Man's running low so I pick up Mandem come for a link up Gyal them drink up Spartans got [?] up cuz they're things tup [Hook: Loski] x2 Shoot up bro for free (man down man down) All of them gyal wanna roll One of them hold a smoke for me (too catty man) Eh, sh** then f**, then uh uh All of them talk like we (chatter box) Eh, bands and violence daily Man do things on streets (don't run boy) Man do things on streets (don't run boy)