J. Finesse - Bandit

These niggas fake, I cannot stand it
I had to run up some money just to make sure that i had the advantage
They plottin on me and they planning
Im still not gone lower my standards
They hitting my line with the questions
Like iverson give em the answers
Woah, woah
Got baddies all over the mansion, they sippin and throwin some tantrums
My niggas off henny relaxin
Woah, woah
Got drip like a puddle im splashing
Whole team inna huddle im captain
These niggas still ready for action
Woah, woah
Thats jus how it goes
Laid some of my boys down, left me in the cold
Sometimes I be thinking bout my time alone when im alone
I think thats the definition of being up in your zone
And i been home alone before Macaulay
These boys getting finished, Im jus getting started
Bad bitch barbie, popping molly, off bacardi
Told her if she get too naughty, I might kick her out the party
And im anti-social so they think i aint a threat
But if u push me wrong then nigga you might be up next
Everyday Im thanking God i know he guiding all my steps
Sometimes i can see the future, molly percocet
If opps try throw a play at us then we gone intercept
I dont talk to niggas if we aint gone talk bout cheques
Some of my niggas young, but we move like vetts
So if you step at all, better step correct, correct, correct
Best protect your neck, your neck, your neck
We shoot above the vest, the vest, the vest
And its scorpio season feel like drizzy, so these niggas know that im upset
These niggas fake, I cannot stand it
I had to run up some money just to make sure that i had the advantage
They plottin on me and they planning
Im still not gone lower my standards
They hitting my line with the questions
Like iverson give em the answers
Woah, woah
Got baddies all over the mansion, they sippin and throwin some tantrums
My niggas off henny relaxin
Woah, woah
Got drip like a puddle im splashing
Whole team inna huddle im captain
These niggas still ready for action
Woah, woah
Full time finesser i might go pro
She wanna shoot a movie onna go pro
But its grind mode, tell em boys we on go
Same spot for 10 years they movin slow-mo
But that aint my business, Getting money nigga i been stacking big bricks
Have to tick some goals, off my wishlist
Might still tick some women, off my hitlist
Like fivio foreign, nigga this big drip
You see them niggas over there, my nigga thats a big lick
Loaded up the gas on the audi, my niggas this a big trip
They aint getting money they salty, them niggas be big missin
And i been home alone before Macaulay
These boys getting finished, Im jus getting started
Bad bitch barbie, popping molly, off bacardi
Told her if she get too naughty, I might kick her out the party

Written by:
jesse kennedy

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