"Why are you laughing?" "Jus say it!" "Yeah, I'm not sayin' it cuz your laughin'" "Cmon'!" "Alright, you gotta count down" "Aw shi, ready?" "Make an old school song" Grown ass man call for help from his mama I saw his insides, his guts look like lasagna African shooters comin' from the country Ghana This that real music, bitch, ain't no Hannah Montana Ballin' like the falcons I'm talkin' about Atlanta I'm the fuckin' king, that makes her the princess, no Dianna Bouta get big and blow up no Osama I'm with real gang members, they got different bandanas I feel like a killer cuz I keep one in the head I don't give a f*ck, i'll leave somebody dead Pull up all white, fresh, like a newly wed You can send yo cash tag I can double both our bred Pull up fresh as f*ck, should be happy that I'm here Walk up in the function all the baddies they jus stare I jus took a life i ain't even shed a tear Wonder where da opps at, I ain't seen em in a year If u really wanna play I grab the AK let it spray you know that ion miss like Curry from Bay Or Kyrie from the Nets where I hit em leave a mess Always see me dressed, on a mission like a quest You see the way i'm livin', I could never be stressed Bitch I always keep the strap, that's in case I get pressed I ain't fallin' for no trap, but you can try yo best If u wanna get clapped, then u can be my guest Grown ass man call for help from his mama I saw his insides, his guts look like lasagna African shooters comin' from the country Ghana This that real music, bitch, ain't no Hannah Montana Ballin' like the falcons I'm talkin' about Atlanta I'm the fuckin' king, that makes her the princess, no Dianna Bouta get big and blow up no Osama I'm with real gang members, they got different bandanas It's cold outside on the block, damn Standing outside smokin' 6 grams Ran from 12 and I got it on cam I'm takin all your bred like I'm Uncle Sam If a pussy try me I'm not even gon' sweat it If it's beef then ima dead it You jus broke without no credit Bored at the crib got me scrolling through reddit If a hoe disrespect I'm never gon' forget it They be like Ricky you got no rhymes I'm like shut up bitch it's my time anybody f*ck with BandoRicc they gon' die Bitch I'm chillin' on da ave tottin' glocks and .45s Yuh I'm fresh like soap and you dirty like mud You claimin' you my kin but you not my blood When I shoot my blick, it's no dud His body hits the ground and it makes a loud thud I don't mean to flex but I really got a lot Thinkin' that I'm sweet til u see dis red dot Spend too much bred I forgot what I bought I'm smilin' in my mug shot, that's if I get caught Walkin' thru the dirt, gun in hand, blood on shirt I like it when she screaming, but I love it when she squirt When I drift my car you gon' hear skrt skrt Man i'm smokin' on exotic, this shi make my chest hurt Grown ass man call for help from his mama I saw his insides, his guts look like lasagna African shooters comin' from the country Ghana This that real music, bitch, ain't no Hannah Montana Ballin' like the falcons I'm talkin' about Atlanta I'm the fuckin' king, that makes her the princess, no Dianna Bouta get big and blow up no Osama I'm with real gang members, they got different bandanas Grown ass man call for help from his mama I saw his insides, his guts look like lasagna African shooters comin' from the country Ghana This that real music, bitch, ain't no Hannah Montana Ballin' like the falcons I'm talkin' about Atlanta I'm the fuckin' king, that makes her the princess, no Dianna Bouta get big and blow up no Osama I'm with real gang members, they got different bandanas