Bandits (feat. Spradley Cooper)

I might retire my Pen and my career ain't even over yet
I had to battle some demons and I still ain't even got over that
I treat the beef like a doormat, under my  feet where they goin at
You want a seat where they ball at
Lil homey then you gotta call that

Making it jump in Atlanta
Please excuse me for the bad table manners
I come from a city in Louisiana
Where niggas don't give a fuck about ya standards
They'll take your family and put em for ransom
Knock off ya head that's including the dandruff
There's a big difference between ya picture and my panorama
Muthafuck ya brightness contrast and the gamma

Nigga be cool for it turn in something it really ain't gotta be
All these demons ain't outta me
All yo dreamin is clout to me
And it's fuck whoever doubted me
I was on a island chillin wit niggas
Big as Tiny lister
But nice enough to buy me dinner
I keep a 30 by the denim
My Homey told me that I got em I gotta go get em

I keep the peace till I see a piece
Roll up the leaf with the cleanest crease
Don't try to reach it won't be discreet
You will see defeat of you don't retreat
Niggaz been talkin a lot lately it's all cool till a nigga dead
I'm a chill nigga and I keep it cool till I grab the burner fill the clip with lead

Don't Mention the bandits, we some savages but niggas got standards
Pop you and drop you off in the Atlantic
Cops had us roped wit a sac in high school school
But my homies was cool so we really ain't panic
My youngin relaxed and Cheef on that manic
I hustle cause he said he needed a Patek
 And it sound crazy but he automatically feed off of static

I might retire my Pen and my career ain't even over yet
I had to battle some demons and i still ain't even got over that
I treat the beef like a doormat, under my  feet where they goin at
You want a seat where they ball at
Lil homey then you gotta call that