562 Anthem

You know the deal It's Dabunni from 562 I'm from the LBC where B turn to C's and we mass produce G's Niggahs stay doing dirt under these palm trees It's Dabunni from the beach Never carry glocks but you know I always bring the heat Make yo niggah stop when he see me strutting down the street Hoes bring a pad hopin and prayin that I teach Cuz I got game for you young hoes But they doubt it cuz I'm 25 years old Doesn't matter since a youngin been stickin to code Stayin 10 toes down in Louboutin soles All my best friends blue and I ain't talking crip They gravitate to me from your niggah wallet I mean how tf you think I stay stylish Got my own bag but I'm bout to blow all of his I mean I told y'all I'm a bad bitch I'm your niggahs new favorite rapper ho Deal with it You wanna win Dabunni heart well buy me some carrots Make it ten or above to be sure that I wear it Plottin on some money schemes and nah I'm not sharin Wit no bum ass bitches who just grin and bear it While I put bling on my necklace Beamer checked off the list Did it all by myself while you fuckin to Netflix Just to get a two piece and a biscuit Some three dolla lashes and a knock off fashion fit See you and I is not the same sis (No we not the same) Cuz I evolve and you complacent (Ho I'm switching lanes) Always biting off another tip (Bitch you played I got game) You dry as f*ck cannot produce a drip (Yo style been lame) Roll up your sleeves think a little bit On how you could really get some ends Without hoein or moving real funny Then maybe you could be on the level of Dabunni