+RiTZ BANGOUT Lyrics

Still on my shit lil boy, I got shit could flip the boy

Dont care if im rich lil boy could bang out at the Ritz lil boy

I grew up on Wayne I used to play Get Off Tha Corner

Crazy how I still went and posted on the corner

Bangout at the Cartlon, yeah, tell my dawg take off his head

Smoke 'fore I roll off the bed, he come here he off the meds

Move that nigga off the res', That's okay take off the rest

My young bulls take off his dreads, bangout at the Carlton, yeah

I can't decide if it's demons or what looking at me

My mama cried she can't see why her son never bout peace

She dont know I dont sleep cause I keep thinking bout beef

My brothers lookin' up to me seen my lil bro play with my beam

I dont wear no tight jeans i'm gone keep tucking in my ting

Even my basketball just bling I named my basketball Billie Jean

It's young six im the murder king getting new guns i'm still learning things

Ima overheat it I be burnin' things, I put that pussy boy in surgery

You know bout what I get into you tweak this way we leave you dead

I remember in them parties drinking moonshine out the keg

You go humpty choppa dumpty, how you like your scrambled eggs?

Most these niggas out here can't even stand on they own legs

Pop a perc start seeing red start shooting anyone with dreads

Niggas helping get you up, just to push you off the ledge

Lord get this evil out my head before them people feed me meds

If you ask me for some smoke nigga Ima tell him "Yeah!"

Out the bowl, scrape it clean

Maybe it's maybeline

See that boy, spray the ting cause niggas tried to play wit' me

I dont fuck with niggas cause them niggas used to hate on me

Found out bro too hate on me, shake my head

Like oh you on some fake nigga shit

They gone tell you bout how I be on some gravediggin shit

I been eating I just thought to say my grace for the shit

With my niggas we just gathered up and prayed with the stick

That's real nigga shit my shooter dont take pics

Still on my shit lil boy, I got shit could flip the boy

Dont care if im rich lil boy could bang out at the Ritz lil boy

I grew up on Wayne I used to play Get Off Tha Corner

Crazy how I still went and posted on the corner

Bangout at the Cartlon, yeah, tell my dawg take off his head

Smoke 'fore I roll off the bed, he come here he off the meds

Move that nigga off the res', That's okay take off the rest

My young bulls take off his dreads, bangout at the Carlton, yeah