Gambit

Free 1600 nigga You already Know the vibes Look Ay My dog keep telling me we gone be straight We still got shit up in motion Niggas know they can't f*ck with Banks Let's get this shit in the open I don't even be on the block no more, I'm focused Bounce back, trap reloaded Had to move outta the spot, think somebody scoped it Pack land, Trap re-opened Get the work out of the spot I brought the load in Somebody noticed Get on this beat and I float it My flow been the coldest Hundred ways I could approach this Glock 19 I'm toatin' Touch my bro, I'm rolling Tell the security sneak my 4 in That's my dog, can't leave me loafin' My shit OG, it's just potent Life working out how I planned it Break down a P, boy I'm 'bout to do damage If money talks, why you don't understand it? I'm just playing with the cards I was dealt like Gambit They ain't talking 'bout shit, Just rambling I'll get him hit for the shit that he stamping Won't leave my trap, I'm jugging and jamming Won't stop grinding, pushing my name and brand Until this shit cover the planet My faith in my art I spit out my thoughts and watch how it cover the Canvas I'll throw you a pack if you can manage With tax, that's standard Stuff dick in her back, that's standard When I think about rap? Expanding Expanding Expanding Say Less brand, free shipping and handling I don't know who the f*ck they playing with I'll go back to the old me and blam it They don't know what I did They don't know what I seen I ain't push that button with panic Now days they want you to go blitz yourself And y'all do the crime and go Gram it Its Crazy Mane what's up big Banks I'm riding through White Haven bumping that Quarantine 2 That 28 Grams go hard mane Keep doing your thing Mane Much love from the M, straight to Uptown My dog keep telling me we gone be straight We still got shit up in motion Niggas know they can't f*ck with Banks Let's get this shit in the open I don't even be on the block no more, I'm focused Bounce back, trap reloaded Had to move outta the spot, think somebody scoped it Pack land, Trap re-opened Trap Re-opened You can bet it I'm trying to cop a Roley, But factory set it I ain't running from nobody, I ain't athletic I'm pushing up on him to check it I got shit in my head, I suppress it The gun with suppression I love the aesthetics From a city where hate is expected Bitch I'm with got a vibe, it's eclectic You a thug? Yeah I know you said it, and said it, and said it Now I don't respect t it Cause if you really was the man you say you was You wouldn't be the one to tell it I can pearl me a Jay of the Za & marvel at the looks before I go inhale it Life's good, now it's copacetic The hate and the doubt will sink you if you let it My dog keep telling me we gone be straight We still got shit up in motion We locked and loaded Ain't no loading Get this shit in the open I don't even be on the block no more, I'm Far from hoe shit, oh shit Had to move out of the spot, think somebody scoped it Ay B-Jay 18, Man I told you Don't look back man Every level is another Devil 10-steps ahead You look back when it's time to say check mate Other than that Say Less Franchise Yeah