SB Rockstar Rich - Marching Band (feat. Baggfiles & 00Baby)

Yea we got them choppas like marching bands
We got them hoes they popping xans
Tote my blue flag to the left
Yea I'm banging
City of savannah the fucking i be claiming
Nigga run up on lil glock leave him nameless
Bitches and niggas in it for the fame shit
Walk his ass down with no mask on to face em
Talking bout running from who we gone chase em
Seth in the back with the the stick he gone aim it
Trappin all day man i think i need patients
Pop his ass up with the glock make him hate me
Solo in the cut real soul taker
Yak gone buss fuck what you saying
Trap going crazy like lil baby
Trap going crazy like lil baby
I see a risk ima take it
Might take a trip out to vegas
And i told you i ain't fucking these hoes for free
Bro in the back and he lower than me
Marching band drums got the pole with me
Seth in the back and he chiefing the leaf
Fuck from the back and i pull on her weave
Fuck from the back say i give her relief
I got the team on my back i'm the chief
You wanna beef bout a bitch when you know she a freak
All that bruster activity get him deleted
I step all the way i feel like a drum major
She digging the vibe and she know i'm a player
If it's smoke then you know we gone pull up and handle ya
223 .762 you know its gone damage ya
Popping a perc got me boosting my stamina
She in the back seat she want me to handle her
I can't fuck with her cause she to scandalous
Get a back end i told told her to her to add it up
Send her back to the streets i ain't buying designer
I fuck with shawty cause she a little finer
Let the seat back like we lay in recliners
Glock in the back with the stick like bin laden
I spent a bag in dior on my jeans
Walk through the mall they notice me
Forever stand tall ain't no hoe in me
Hop on the track ima flow the beat
Hottest yunging the city they know it's me
These niggas act touch but wanna be me
Turn nothing to something i'm blow fuck a dream
They running it up to slow for me
Trap going crazy like lil baby
I see a risk ima take it
Might take a trip out to vegas
And i told you i ain't fucking these hoes for free
Bro in the back and he lower than me
Marching band drums got the pole with me
Seth in the back and he chiefing the leaf
Fuck from the back and i pull on her weave
I add it up add it up add it up add it up
I cannot do not subtracting
Fucking hoes and copping drip is a habit
My young nigga strike your ass with the static
I told him to cool it we gone hit his ass where it hurt
Know he tender run up his bitch milage
They say that boy dripping they know that he dapper as fuck
That's just something they gotta acknowledge
She got good head on her shoulders
And she give me all the brains like i'm a test at the college
When they come to my trap get the shit that they need
They come to you
You got a shortage
You a fly on the wall nobody care about you
So tell me why you feel important
Laferrari italia its a fast car a 458 it's imported
Trap going crazy like lil baby
I see a risk ima take it
Might take a trip out to vegas
And i told you i ain't fucking these hoes for free
Bro in the back and he lower than me
Marching band drums got the pole with me
Seth in the back and he chiefing the leaf
Fuck from the back and i pull on her weave
Tote my blue flag to the left yea i'm banging
City of savannah the fuck i been claiming
Walk his ass down with no mask on to face em

Written by:
Joshua Green

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