Starlito, Don Trip - BNB lyrics
[Starlito, Don Trip - BNB lyrics]
Who got the who got the
Who got the gas cause I got the cash
Tyrna get me a brand new bag
Send the address ima put it in a nab then
I'm pulling up fast i just lost a grand in
A twenty dollar dice game (Fuck)
Guess they be saying a nigga still thugging
Got some bad habit's I ain't proud of
Used to sipping syrup I ain't feel nothing
Ready to kill you if I spill some
Distracted by these hoes, need a real one
One thing that's for show
Man them bills coming
Got a bankroll out them PJ's real huneds
(yeah) one man armed every nigga round
Me gotta kill for me and I ain't gotta worry
Bout no ear hustling
Can't lie I be lonely than a motherfucker
That's how it is a bunch
Of homies lost to the
Struggle pay the cost to be a
Boss but it cost double
Who the fuck gone buy me out
If I get in trouble got
The game all wrong think these hoes love you
New year I bought more
Pistols and more rubbers
Only thing I every told I don't know nothing
Cause, I know it's really no justice
Hope my homie get parole when
He go up there jammed
In a school zoned in controlled substance
Wrap my own bands up like fuck your budget
No buddy nothing bout the shit low budget
Man I been getting money for a long long time
Still grinding cause a nigga want
Some more of it
Give me a bag Ima act brand new
Used to stash all my cash in my shoes
Now I smash real fast in the coupe run it up
Fuck it up get it back is what I do and you
Can have her back when i'm through and
You can have her back nigga
You ain't gotta ask
I don' want the whole list she got
A hand full of cash I just
Want a brand new bag
Success so sweet I need a bowl of it
Hard cold getting blowed by a snow bunny
I'm so hard to read these
Days gotta call like
6 motherfuckers to get a hold of me
I been around sense mongoose and dino
A concrete jungle and a marino
I just want a bitch I can
Trust that don't got a
Booking number in her bio
But any who niggas bite you so hard they
Probably chipped a tooth I
Don't condone y'all niggas I out wrong y'all
Niggas got me feeling
Like a shark in a swimming pool
And you niggas is looking like a quick meal
Am I tripping could've sworn
I heard the dinner
Bell bitch I got a suppressor on a half
No rocking night vision googles
Like it's real
Life splinter cell I was quiet like a mouse
Ratting ass nigga get to die like a mouse
In a snake mouth just in
Case we beefing we'll
Waiting at the door nigga you can get a tip
Like we order take out i'm to motherfucking
Arrogant to hide it captain sally told me I
Must be the flyest I paid
Thirty dollars for the bag
But it ain't bout the bag
It's about what's inside it
Give me a bag Ima act brand new
Used to stash all my cash in my shoes
Now I smash real fast in the coupe run it up
Fuck it up get it back is what I do and you
Can have her back when i'm through and
You can have her back nigga
You ain't gotta ask
I don' want the whole list she got
A hand full of cash I just
Want a brand new bag