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Narcotics (feat. Bandgang Biggs) Lyrics


Bandgang Lonnie Bands Narcotics (feat. Bandgang Biggs)

[Hook: Lonnie Bands]
Fell in love with them narcotics
Started selling them narcotics
But I 'ont pop no narcotics
3rd person, serve nobody
We hit the road cause larceny
Set the hood on fire cause larceny
Down the way where the pharmacy
I'm riding dirty, bitch pardon me

[Verse 1: Biggs]
Let me take you through the gutter
I'm a hustlin' mothersucker
Stacking paper, trying to bubble
Blowing vapor while she rub me
Feel rainy while its sunny
Still changing up the money
Be stingy for yo honey
Keep thingins I be stunting
Keep thinking I be playing
Send shottas at yo head
Boy Rose be pushing Audi's
Just stop while you ahead
On my way to scoop the bread up, the block is how I play it
Five bows up in the bread truck, we is not going to use the mail
Boy you be with the feds, that is not how we gone play it
I be with some real OG's, no stopping on the meds
Balling like I'm Kobe, put a 1000 on yo head
Lean cost me a roley, Sike imma bop 'em on yo ass [?]

[Hook: Lonnie Bands]
Fell in love with them narcotics
Started selling them narcotics
But I 'ont pop no narcotics
3rd person, serve nobody
We hit the road cause larceny
Set the hood on fire cause larceny
Down the way where the pharmacy
I'm riding dirty, bitch pardon me

[Verse 2: Lonnie Bands]
Aye provide, aye survive
I'm riding lowkey, lil' nigga I ain't hiding
I'm supplying, aye is you buying?
Too deep on the train, hell nawl we ain't driving
I'm selling them for 32
Hit the block like Magic do
Them fiends so vulnerable
Putting them beans in a lunchable
Get functional, long drive get comfortable
Aye, but I'm getting too comfortable
You know I ride shotgun, Rasputia on the wheels
And I even got my gun, got to many blue pills
And you try to take my stuff and you going to get killed
And we put all them pints up, O-red still sealed

[Hook: Lonnie Bands]
Fell in love with them narcotics
Started selling them narcotics
But I 'ont pop no narcotics
3rd person, serve nobody
We hit the road cause larceny
Set the hood on fire call larceny
Down the way where the pharmacy
I'm riding dirty, bitch pardon me


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