Bandit

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Rylin Chantz

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Slide through the city like a bandit
With the goons and the crew doing damage
Going hand in hand like we planned it
Shout out to my unc' J. Ramage
Living on the edge like an outlaw
I'ma make it with or without y'all
I lead with the right like a Southpaw
Don't know me, gotta get out more
I've been turning heads and flipping stones
You gotta hear this shit I'm on
I'm breaking jaws and taking belts
And turning up 'til the speakers melt
Speedy wealth in my direction
All the baddies chill in my section
Count the numbers like a racketeer
Now the game's so glad I'm here
Quickdraw homie, trynna see the head pop
I'm a big motherfucker taking headshots
.357 Mag with a red-dot
Salvadorian born baby, out of wedlock
Spicy like a chili-pepper 'cause I'm red hot
Twisted in the head like I've got dreadlocks
Like Lloyd said baby I can make your bedrock
I broke the brakes, so I really can't stop
Keep up with me, got shit to do
I'm a whole other breed, whole different mood
I'm switching shoes to chase success
Calculated moves, playing chess
Two-step in my Adidas
New Orleans in Marti Gras
Don't even try to call the law
Unless you're trynna get molly-wapped
Bad boy with good intentions
Mamas love my first impressions
Hold up, why you stressing?
Don't you know this life's a blessing?
Depression's gonna get you killed
No half-stepping, that's the drill
Going outside, better tuck the steel
I make my own luck, that's real
Slide through the city like a bandit
With the goons and the crew doing damage
Going hand in hand like we planned it
Shout out to my unc' J. Ramage
Living on the edge like an outlaw
I'ma make it with or without y'all
I lead with the right like a Southpaw
Don't know me, gotta get out more
Run up the bag like we're robbing a bank
First in command, top of the rank
Stopping me, like stopping a tank
Ask around, I go hard in the paint
Give it a yank when I'm grabbing the wheel
Keep it low key when you're passing the steel
Spark to the flame, gas to the grill
Ghetto boy with massive appeal
Pulling big scores, Reservoir Dogs
Mr. Orange, I set it all off
8 shots in the bitch, and it's sawed-off
I sense any fear then it's called off
I'm throwing heat like a Molotov
Fully automatic Kalishnikov
Or the lil' homie with a Drako
Big homie with the say-so
Glock .45 when I ride through the city
Frontline soldiers, grimy and gritty
Second amendment, call a committee
Get out of the streets like Sean did to Biggie
R.I.P Nipsey, we miss you dawg
Jealousy's stronger than a pistol dawg
Use my voice like a missile God
Break down the whole system
'Cause neither side is gonna listen
So when I ride I stay trucha
And never listen to a bruja
It's wartime G.O. ski mask on
Get 'em ready for the static
Show the lil' homies who to blast on
Hammer down, let 'em have it
We bandits homie, we go all out
They're lying to us so call 'em out
Outlaws in warfare
Lord, keep me out of the crosshairs
We bandits homie, we go all out
We bandits homie, we go all out
We bandits homie
We-we-we we bandits homie, we go all out
Slide through the city like a bandit
With the goons and the crew doing damage
Going hand in hand like we planned it
Shout out to my unc' J. Ramage
Living on the edge like an outlaw
I'ma make it with or without y'all
I lead with the right like a Southpaw
Don't know me, gotta get out more

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