ATL BANDAMONT ft. Lild3l Lyrics

Hey bro, that is so sweet

And I was just playin', I was just playin' man, you feel me

Lil del on West Liddell, nigga

In Atlanta, we shot the tre at the opps and we hawked them down

50 in this glizzy, that's how A.K. said to walk him down

Got the best drank in the city, give my pop the crown

Staxxx passed me a 5 on Monday, but I ain't bop it down

Pop my opp in the grocery store, now they gotta mop the aisle

Feds came to the crib to find the dope, but I had locked it down

Just got a call from the club, say that we poppin' out

I'm really disrespectful, I stomp him out, he already in the ground

Ever since I put dog in a shit bag, he hardly in the town

His baby mama be havin' me in the crib, cause he hardly be around

I'm thuggin' in New Orleans, I did some voodoo, and made him leave the town

Grab my phone and told Del not to bring the Glock, cause I'm finna beat him down

I just punched a nigga off of the 8th of the shrooms, cause I ain't scared to beat him

I hope a nigga pull the trigger faster than me, cause I ain't scared to meet him

I engraved scripts in these chains, but you can barely read em

I keep the gen five, and this bitch hot and ready, it's prepared to eat him

I'm screaming free my dog, he got locked up again, it's like he's scared of freedom

Dropped a brick on my foot yesterday, now my pinky toe broke

Invited my opp to hit the fuckin' blunt, but he don't want smoke

Me and Staxxx been trappin' since 03, you know we ain't broke

I told my catholic bitch, I'll slap my willy up on the pope

My mama threw my fuckin' pop away, she thought it was expired

I just poured an extra fuckin' four, so I can get a little higher

I was stabbin' a pussy up Halloween, like I'm Michael Myers

Scat pack, ridin' down 85, bitch, I'm finna burn my tires

Bitch can't suck my dick in the booth, cause I make music on wires

If I catch my bitch cheatin' on me, I'ma set the crib on fire

Grab the wrong tool and beat dog ass with a pair of pliers

Niggas say they stickin' to the code, when big dog around

I seen them playin' on these streets, don't switch it up, I'll have em chalk you down

I like to shoot the hoops, but now I'm makin' money, so bitch, I'm ballin' out

And shout out Lil' E, cause he like to shoot the hoops, and he been ballin' out

Fiend buss at the door, Like the fuckin' feds, he had to calm it down

Fentanyl inside the pill, I seen him fallin' down

Lil' Del said he was finna tweak on the cops, so I talked him down

In Atlanta, we shot the tre at the opps, and we hawked him down

50 in this glizzy, that's how A.K. said to walk him down

Got the best drank in the city, give my pop the crown

Staxxx passed me on 5 on Monday, but I ain't bopp it down

Pop my opp in the grocery store, now they gotta mop the aisle

Feds came to the crib to find the dope, but I had locked it down

Just got a call from the club, said that we poppin' out

Lil del on West Liddell, nigga

I'm really disrespectful, I stomp him out, he already in the ground

Ever since I put dawg in a shit bag, he hardly in the town

His baby mama be havin' me in the crib, cause he hardly be around

I'm thuggin' New Orleans, I did some voodoo, and made him leave the town

Grab my phone and told Del not to bring the Glock, Cause I'm finna beat him down