SoFaygo, Dom Corleo, Feb - Moncler Bandit lyrics

That's a broke nigga over there
Juggin' these niggas for Moncler
Hittin' from the back
While pulling her hair
That choppa go,  just like a snare
(We missed you Faygo)

Get that nigga, that lil' nigga over there
He talk too much so we took his Moncler
Like no, don't you dare
(Blatt) beating the pack like a snare
They want me in the function
Like what the hell I'm gonna wear
Bad lil' hoe name nina and she
Like when I pull her hair
Bad lil' bitch name nina and I
Know there is hurt air
Don't have no energy to care
Yeah Chief Runna you so rare
Your boyfriend he such a square
That ain't this and this ain't there
That's you bitch well we can share (Go)
She wanna hoe tonight
That's my lil' one night
Getting them bands she loving the sight
Baby girl it gonna be all right
Don't make no plans baby tonight (yeah)
Bring for friends if that's okay
I know they wanna get down with gang

Yeah, yeah, lil' dirty boy with the dreads
Yeah (Oh, oh)
Talking down on the gang put
A rack on your head, yeah
Better watch your mouth boy or we
Gonna get that boy dead
Boys talking way too much
Got that boy filled with lead (yeah)
Yeah, I got them racks, put 'em in my pocket
(yeah, yeah) he mad as hell
'cause that boy cannot stop it (yeah)
Balmain with the Robins (yeah)
She wanna fuck just top it (yeah)
I've been making plays
While you in the crowd just watching (Oh, oh)
We gonna slide when it time (Bop, bop)
We got the Percs, put them hoes in the Sprite
Know you wanna ride, shawty come slide
Treat you so good you'll be
Okay you be alright

That's a broke nigga over there
Juggin' these niggas for Moncler
Hittin' from the back
While pulling her hair
That choppa go bop, bop, bop
Just like a snare
Runna boy I'm so damn rare
Hate on a nigga, I do not care (Blatt)
I do not care
Bad bitch got he filling retarded
Smoking that pack, smell like I farted
Run up on him that nigga just sharted
Choppa singing melodies
You is not a friend of me (yeah, yeah)
My dick up in her ovaries
Now she can't say anything
That lil' nigga over there
(That lil' nigga over there)
Yeah, that's a broke nigga right there
(That's a broke nigga right there)
And that's a dumb bitch right there
(And that's a dumb hoe right there)
Lil' Runna gonna get to the racks
Don't care (We missed you Faygo)