Burna Bandz - A To B lyrics

[Burna Bandz - A To B lyrics]

Outtakey
Yeah, yeah

Gotta roll this weed up
Sip right 'bout a litre
Make sure I load this heater
I'm my cronem's keeper
In the field like FIFA
Or a Pittsburgh Steeler
But we got stripes like zebras
Cronem hit like Jeter
But I got right back up
You still go broke and mask up
All these diamonds on me colder than Alaska
Fuck the lil' ho, then I pass her
Moving too fast, NASA
Told the plug
"Ain't shit I can't handle"
We did numbers in that bando
Free Fat Neat 'til that man's free
Chasin' this green 'til I can't breathe
They think I got a deal
I'm signed to the streets
Trap guarantee hunnid in a week
Mr. John Wick, why you had to leave?
Accident, I'm losin' sleep
We done left some redrum in the streets
Shit I been through
You probably wouldn't believe
Mama said believe then you gon' achieve
From a half all the way to a peezy

It's easy to love me in these VVs
It's easy to love me in these VVs, yeah
It's easy to love me in these VVS
You wasn't there with me
Times got hard, you wasn't there with me
Now you can't hop in the Lamb' with me
Now you can't count these bands with me
Countin' money 'til my hands bleed
I'm in the Woods, can't camp with me
Better watch that backdoor carefully
I know my cro gon' kill for me
I know lil' shawty kill for me
Is you gon' stay down faithfully?
I put that Rollie on my wrist
I feel like it was made for me

Like it was made for me
Tell me shawty
You gon' stay down faithfully?
I know they hate on me
That's why I keep that strap on me
When I be movin' A to B

Keep it on me from A to B
Keep it on me from A to Z
Don't try to run, we got laser beams
Told cro, "This money ain't changin' me"
Pussy boy know not to play with me
We rollin' armed and dangerously
Step on that boy in my A. McQueens
Drip everyday, not occasionally
And it ain't hard to see
We gettin' money over here
And it ain't hard to see
Diamonds they buss when I put
My wrist in the air
It ain't hard to see she a freak
I don't think she really even care
She gon' eat the dick in a McLaren
Times got hard and you wasn't there
'Fore I snitch, better give me the chair
This high heat, you can tell by the smell
The neighbors, they know we travelin' here
I got a switch, make the Glock switch gear
None of my killys don't cry no tears
I won't forget, I won't forgive
Whole lotta Chrome Hearts and chrome steel
Ran up a hunnid without no deal
We just gon' get it how we live
We gettin' money, fuck how they feel
Baby, just hold it down, never change
Show me that it's real
Baby, just hold it down
Show me you ain't just in it for the thrill

It's easy to love me in these VVs
It's easy to love me in these VVs, yeah
It's easy to love me in these VVS
You wasn't there with me
Times got hard, you wasn't there with me
Now you can't hop in the Lamb' with me
Now you can't count these bands with me
Countin' money 'til my hands bleed
I'm in the Woods, can't camp with me
Better watch that backdoor carefully
I know my cro gon' kill for me
I know lil' shawty kill for me
Is you gon' stay down faithfully?
I put that Rollie on my wrist
I feel like it was made for me

Tell me shawty
You gon' stay down faithfully?
I know they hate on me
That's why I keep that strap on me
When I be movin' A to B

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