Bizzy Banks

Obama
Grah Yo, is that Wxck? Get money (Grah, grah, grah) Bizzy Otoileo, make that bitch sturdy Look Walk in the block with the gun on my hip (Rrah) So watch how you playin' with me And I'm on that, watch what you sayin' to me (Facts) If you ain't my bitch, you ain't layin' with me (Rrah, rrah) Grrah, grrah, boom, straight flockin' this shit Bitch, I be steppin' and stompin' on shit (Uh) And she got the fat, so I'm palmin' her shit And if he got a knock em, just show 'em I'm in the [?] (Word) The life that I live, you know karma a bitch (Bitch) But I ain't even worried 'bout karma and shit (At all) I'm just not tryna to die before mama and shit (Facts) At the school, used to trap, marijuana and shit (Look) That Louis, that Gucci, that Prada and shit Nigga first to do what? You Obama or shit? (What?) Used to spin in the Civics, Impalas and shit Nigga think he a dog, got a chihuahua and shit (Rrah, rrah) 'Cause you know I'm a pit' (Pit') Don't tweak me, niggas know it get lit (Know I get lit) Letras de cancionesI ain't gotta say much, niggas know how it get (Know how it get) She see ice, so she licking her lips (Facts) I had a bitch doing coke off her tits Before my first tip, I had most of the hits (Rrah) Before the deal, I just had me a six (Rrah) Before the six, I had dimes in a [?] (Rrah, rrah rrah) COVID came, I started selling some shit (Some shit, some shit) Niggas don't want gunsmoke, been outside, still was rolling up fronto 50K for the chains, ain't Gumbo (Gumbo) See my name on this shit, so they run those Charge 10K, we can seven for some shows (Facts) Haha (Hah), yeah, I'm charged up, I just popped me a Tesla Bitch, we got beams and hollows, etcetera (Etcetera) Do what I want, lil' bitch, this America (America) I do not care 'bout no COVID, I'm sharin' 'em (At all) That lil' bitch bad, I swear I'ma tear it up Beat up the pussy, it feel like we squarin' up She always mad, she said I don't care enough She talk her shit, but I swear, I ain't hearing her (I don't) Look, I ain't worried 'bout shit, I got my own lane (What?) Got a big bag and brought my own chain (What else) GMTO, I got my own game (Word) And I don't worry 'bout shit, I got my own strain Don't play with nobody, got my own games Look (Look), I need me a TD Chevy '08 You got a Santander, okay (Okay) When you walk in these streets, look both ways And don't cross a line 'cause niggas don't play (Niggas don't play, at all) Uh, if I up it, I'm shootin', they ain't stopping, at all (Rrah) The harder they come, bitch, the harder they fall (Rrah) I'm known to be clutched with my back to my wall (Rrah, rrah) I used to have the whole pack in my drawers (Bitch) So she smellin' thrax, so she give me the jaws (Haha) You believe you can fly, I believe I can ball I got what you need, just give me a call This the life [?], the trap Sean Paul (Trap) We make a movie like Steven Seagal My dick hella big but my clothes is small I'm 5'7'' but I'm standin' tall (Tall as hell) I got some shit but I still want some more They know my body, I flex in Dior (Rrah) Put on that shit just to go to the store (Rrah) She ask for the dick, I give it to her raw (Hah) Walk in the block with the gun on my hip (Rrah) So watch how you playin' with me (Rrah, rrah) And I'm on that, watch what you sayin' to me (Rrah, rrah) If you ain't my bitch, you ain't layin' with me (Facts) Grrah, grrah, boom, straight flockin' this shit Bitch, I be steppin' and stompin' on shit And she got the fat, so I'm palmin' her shit (Shit) And if he got a knock em, just show 'em I'm in the [?] (Haha) The life that I live, you know karma a bitch But I ain't even worried 'bout karma and shit (Karma and shit) I'm just not tryna to die before mama and shit (Before mama and shit) At the school, used to trap, marijuana and shit That Louis, that Gucci, that Prada and shit (What else) Nigga first to do what? You Obama or shit? (What?) Used to spin in the Civics, Impalas and shit Nigga think he a dog, got a chihuahua and shit (Rrah, rrah) Gun on my hip Watch how you playing with me From Letras Mania