Leeky G Bando - Intro (Big Structure) lyrics
[Leeky G Bando - Intro Big Structure lyrics]
Jordan uh, look
We was wearing Pumas 'cause we had to
Now I'm Rosé sippin', Dior steppin'
Eighteen hundred dollar Louis bag to
Hold my check in
A hundred bitches, only structured
Niggas in my section, woah
And I got Luva on the jail line
Hearing 'bout this street shit
It'll make him feel fine
But he see I'm motivated
He know I'm gon' still shine
Gave his lawyer my number, just hit
Me when it's bail time, woah
And they got Pops sitting up
That's my brother
Swear his uncle used to treat me like a son
(What?)
And these niggas think they shooters
I've been doing this since young
Like grah, grah, grah, grah
Boom, grah, grah, grah, grah
(Woo) they know it's Bando Jordan
Might switch the foreign when it's boring
My vocabulary
They think I'm reading a thesaurus
I can't give no warnings
This Glock I got abnormal
Don't need a dictionary
You niggas just retarded
If it's up, then it's stuck with 'em
Put my shooters on the hunt for 'em
Circle on that block for a month for 'em
And guns, we got enough of 'em
(Grah, grah, hra)
And these niggas not tough enough
That spooky shit I said should
Have stuck to 'em took the GLA
CLA when we coming through the strip
And these bands got these bitches tryna
Show me how they get
Fucking fans off the 'Gram and
The yams got me lit
Like couple bands, we in France
With my baby in that drip
And my baby, that's my young one
And for him I keep a thirty
I don't know where these
Niggas might come from put that on son's son
Why these goofy niggas talkin'
Like they shooters
When they know they never done nothing?
Free my niggas doing jail time
And my uncle got a murder in the third
So you know he facing real time
Shooter just did five
If I call him, "What's the word?
" tell him to purge
Know he fiending just to still slide
She see the frames, those the Barties
She know she a leg
But she moving like a Barbie (Grah)
I'ma make a move when she
Pull up to the party uh, I bust a dance like
Hit a lick and bust my
Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby
Shorty said she trying to
Ride like a Kawasaki 'Cause she see I got a
Collage of that Versace
Louis V on my tee, ménage in that Givenchy
She see the frames, those the Barties
She know she a leg
But she moving like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she
Pull up to the party (Uh)
Uh, I bust a dance like
Hit a lick and bust my
Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby
Shorty said she trying to
Ride like a Kawasaki 'Cause she see I got a
Collage of that Versace
Louis V on my tee, ménage in that Givenchy
She see the frames, those the Barties
She know she a leg
But she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the
'Cause she see I got a
Collage of that Versace
Uh, she see the frames, those the Barties
(What?) i know she a leg
But she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the, uh
I Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby
(Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby)
We was wearing Pumas 'cause we had to
Now I'm Rosé sippin', Dior steppin'
Eighteen hundred dollar Louis bag to
Hold my check in
A hundred bitches, only structured
Niggas in my section, woah
And I got Luva on the jail line
Hearing 'bout this street shit
It'll make him feel fine
But he see I'm motivated
He know I'm gon' still shine
Gave his lawyer my number, just hit
Me when it's bail time, woah
And they got Pops sitting up
That's my brother
Swear his uncle used to treat me like a son
(What?)
And these niggas think they shooters
I've been doing this since young
Like grah, grah, grah, grah
Boom, grah, grah, grah, grah
(Woo) they know it's Bando Jordan
Might switch the foreign when it's boring
My vocabulary
They think I'm reading a thesaurus
I can't give no warnings
This Glock I got abnormal
Don't need a dictionary
You niggas just retarded
If it's up, then it's stuck with 'em
Put my shooters on the hunt for 'em
Circle on that block for a month for 'em
And guns, we got enough of 'em
(Grah, grah, hra)
And these niggas not tough enough
That spooky shit I said should
Have stuck to 'em took the GLA
CLA when we coming through the strip
And these bands got these bitches tryna
Show me how they get
Fucking fans off the 'Gram and
The yams got me lit
Like couple bands, we in France
With my baby in that drip
And my baby, that's my young one
And for him I keep a thirty
I don't know where these
Niggas might come from put that on son's son
Why these goofy niggas talkin'
Like they shooters
When they know they never done nothing?
Free my niggas doing jail time
And my uncle got a murder in the third
So you know he facing real time
Shooter just did five
If I call him, "What's the word?
" tell him to purge
Know he fiending just to still slide
She see the frames, those the Barties
She know she a leg
But she moving like a Barbie (Grah)
I'ma make a move when she
Pull up to the party uh, I bust a dance like
Hit a lick and bust my
Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby
Shorty said she trying to
Ride like a Kawasaki 'Cause she see I got a
Collage of that Versace
Louis V on my tee, ménage in that Givenchy
She see the frames, those the Barties
She know she a leg
But she moving like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she
Pull up to the party (Uh)
Uh, I bust a dance like
Hit a lick and bust my
Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby
Shorty said she trying to
Ride like a Kawasaki 'Cause she see I got a
Collage of that Versace
Louis V on my tee, ménage in that Givenchy
She see the frames, those the Barties
She know she a leg
But she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the
'Cause she see I got a
Collage of that Versace
Uh, she see the frames, those the Barties
(What?) i know she a leg
But she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the, uh
I Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby
(Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby)