BN9 ft. Lando Santana Lyrics

I had to-

I had to wait for my time to come in

I had to-

I had to wait for my time to come in

I had to wait for my time to get lit

We just be off of a perc and a spliff

I'm still sipping on wock, it's ick

I'm still sipping on-

I'm still sipping on wock, it's sick, with bitches

I can't fuck with them

One call to my phone, is a R.I.P to niggas

I can't fuck with them

She gon' shake that thing like a wax gibbous

Get behind her, deliver that ass, kick it

They be tellin' me, Jay, boy, you rap different

Like fuck it, they just be joshin'

Even if I had 10 bands in cash they'd still say I wasn't flossing

So this cap shit, you gotta stop it

And this rap shit, they gon' copy

And it's rap shit, they gon'

I be damned if these lil' niggas copy me

I be damming these lil' niggas toppin' me

Niggas can't stack up to me and my broccoli

She say my cologne put her on, fuck that bitch with the headphones on like prolly

Me and Jay put a good blonde out her body

And the bitch, eat me down like hibachi

She eat like hibachi

In love with her body

Cuttin' and livin', I'm splittin' that shit, call me Kampachi

Beat on that bitch like I'm stocky

Baki, ice get on, we like hockey

Drop me, we throw hands like Rock Lee

Big King Headphones, you can't stop me, no

(What the fuck is headphone music)

You wanna go there, you wanna turn up

We put the heat to his head make 'em burn up

I'm making shit that these niggas ain't heard of

I don't think none of these niggas get heard of

I don't think none of these niggas just heard us

I had to-

I had to wait for my time to come in

I had to-

I had to wait for my time to come in

I had to wait for my time to get lit

We just be off of a perc and a spliff

I'm still sipping on wock, it's ick

I'm still sipping on-

I'm still sipping on wock, it's sick, with bitches

I can't fuck with them

One call to my phone, is a R.I.P to niggas

I can't fuck with them

She gon' shake that thing like a wax gibbous

Get behind her, deliver that ass, kick it

They be tellin' me, Jay, boy, you rap different

Like fuck it, they just be joshin'

Even if I had 10 bands in cash they'd still say I wasn't flossing

So this cap shit, you gotta stop it

And this rap shit, they gon' copy

And it's rap shit, they gon'