Bandgang Lonnie Bands Bullet Proof Lyrics

[Intro]
You can turn the beat up a little bit more
Huh, hey, hey

[Verse]
Nigga, bulletproof
Walk up out that 'spital, told Poody who we finna shoot
This shit forbidden fruit
Huh, it fell down from the family tree, this gangster shit, nigga
Really runnin' through my roots, huh
Nigga, stick and move
When I up this, uh, you better drop
Man, it's hard to choose
Should I FN or should I Glock it?
Hey, still live by the old rules
Do it and don't talk about it
Do his ass old-school, .38, no shell droppin', huh
Hey, got money on my noggin
Got a hole in my noggin
Ain't nobody die, y'all niggas need to get back y'all deposit
I'm a god, I'm a prophet, y'all can't f*ck with the messiah
Y'all lil' niggas stop all that flodgin'
Hey, these streets really made me heartless
Hey, all this gun smoke got mе naseous
Gotta be cautious
Yeah, I'm thе top shotta, not the underbosses
Feelin' retarded
Really lost my mind and I don't speak often
I feel anti
Nigga, I ain't social, f*ck some media
I don't stand by
I get it by myself, I never needed you
Huh, mafia, can't find my real life on no Wikipedia
Got a lot for ya We got A, B, C, D like a trivia
We got Adderall
And we got bricks of the cocaine and we got that dog
And my fiends call me David Blaine, I disappear it all
f*ck it, call me Lil Wayne, tuh
The bird man the last nigga in my f*ckin' call log
Hundred-gun salute, nigga, for Paid Will and Jizzle P
Don't think we ain't get no get-back 'cause we ain't post on IG
Nah, you don't know Lonnie B, you ain't never robbed me
Two deep with a hundred R.I.P. shells, me and Robby V
Huh, tuh, I know these niggas don't like me
They keep that shit, huh, quiet as possible
Had your favorite rapper screamin' out, "Bandgang robbed me"
But when these niggas see us, niggas speak to us politely
Madman, I don't like nobody, got an attitude problem
Raid van, you know how many houses I had to run up out of?
Made man, you gotta know you touch one, you gon' die about it
Grown man, I run with the punches and don't cry about it
Who you know sell— like me? Rock real VVs
Who you know move white like me? And who re-up two hundred G's?
You ain't never moved a hundred blocks, nigga, like me
You ain't never ate a headshot, nigga, like me