Diddy

(album: Bandz Can't Fold - 2020)

Headshot mandown
Make that nigga bop like Diddy
Had to check my PO
Every gun on the block came with me
100 from 0
Yea my demons shoot real quickly
Had to cop new swag
Now my Burberry coat don't fit me
Brand-new Glock ten, Shooters gone walk in
Lil bro no custodian he get to mopping
Yeezys and off white I just be saucing
Trap got to clock in whole gang be bossing
She my lil darling suck me till the morning
Keep the hammer like Armon
Getting bread they starving
My shooters on point think yours need to sharpen
Way to much drip I might give you a carton

Turn up wit my squad turn up till the morning
Pookie had to cut because the bucktes calling
Can't move fast but there ain't no stalling
Shorty shaking her ass because WhyS is balling
I was locked in the box ain't nobody calling
Now she said it's love that she think she falling
If I never had this chain would you still be falling
For my daughter on the phone so I can hear her talking
I ain't talking swag when I'm going shopping
But the Balmains tag showed you I am popping
And I'm not one to brag I would rather shot him
Straight out the woods gang like Compton
Dripping in sauce
Charge to the streets so I don't take a loss
I feel like a boss
31 shots in my bid Terrance Ross
My bitch get the addy my youngins on kotch
Even on range we still run at the opps
'Member them days we was sharing a thot
Ride for my bro's because that's all that I got
I'm with burna bandz and we still at the pot
Skurt from the trap in a drop
I feel like wass with a opp
I feel like wass with a opp

Headshot mandown
Make that nigga bop like Diddy
Had to check my PO
Every gun on the block came with me
100 from 0
Yea my demons shoot real quickly
Had to cop new swag
Now my Burberry coat don't fit me
Brand-new Glock ten, Shooters gone walk in
Lil bro no custodian he get to mopping
Yeezys and off white I just be saucing
Trap got to clock in whole gang be bossing
She my lil darling suck me till the morning
Keep the hammer like Armon
Getting bread they starving
My shooters on point think yours need to sharpen
Way to much drip I might give you a carton

Bitch I'm still wassing
Leave a whole in your head like free willy the dolphin
That's your shooter he need to sharpen
In the trap see doves when you walk in
Big Glock 10 milly
Got it raw re-rock it finesse baby
Need a bag so I gotta get a check daily
I can throw the pack at you like Tom Brady
Got a play on the zap for a few birdies
'Bout to wrap the plug up like a food basket
Shoot a nigga man I gotta get a new ratchet
Old bitch boring gotta get a new bad bitch
Walk up on blast I don't care who has it
Blick on me while I'm rounding round in traffic
Got bad bitches doing dick in the mansion
Her man calling she in gangland she ain't answering
And we pull up make a movie, Blue-ray
Two choppers in the cut, 2K
Everybody round me pressing, who ain't?
Walk into my trap, food bank
Can't survive da 45 you ain't Liu Kang
Buss his head he need a aspirin
I heard his glizzy for fashion
Niggas ain't wit dey capping

Headshot mandown
Make that nigga bop like Diddy
Had to check my PO
Every gun on the block came with me
100 from 0
Yea my demons shoot real quickly
Had to cop new swag
Now my Burberry coat don't fit me
Brand-new Glock ten, Shooters gone walk in
Lil bro no custodian he get to mopping
Yeezys and off white I just be saucing
Trap got to clock in whole gang be bossing
She my lil darling suck me till the morning
Keep the hammer like Armon
Getting bread they starving
My shooters on point think yours need to sharpen
Way to much drip I might give you a carton