Law N Order lyrics

[Intro]
(Rott)
(ThomasM made this beat)

[Chorus]
Two guns on my hip, this b*tch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a f*cking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, f*ck dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this b*tch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a f*cking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, f*ck dressing formal

[Verse 1]
In the strip club, gang flood bands everywhere
n*gga scrapin' at my feet, ayy, what the f*ck going on here?
Scrapin' ones aggressively, b*tch, don't touch my hair
f*ck n*gga slip up, oh, you awoke the wrong bear
b*tch, my pipe down, worth eighty thousand, nah, nah, she can't get up off me
Your flight mileage over eighty thousand years can't amount to my pockets
b*tch n*gga, it is what it is, don't like to do no talkin'
Fill the room, we drippin' up in here, these b*tches in my garments
I got sticks all through the crib, I stroll with no lights on
Feel like Gotham up in here, but joke with me, I get ya gone
I ain't never feelin' scared, pus*y sh*t, I don't condone
Least my nina stay with me, that b*tch won't leave me alone
[Chorus]
Two guns on my hip, this b*tch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a f*cking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, f*ck dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this b*tch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a f*cking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, f*ck dressing formal

[Verse 2]
Filled with ignorance, can't control my belligerence
Save your two cents 'fore n*ggas have your mural on a fence
Western silverbacks, sendin' rounds, movin' vigilant
Heavy artillery around, b*tch, we militant
Bringin' broads in the halls, n*gga, I'm playin' billiards
Don't associate with rats and n*gga, I'm not Willard
I don't never tit-for-tat, either leave 'em 'lone or kill 'em
b*tch, I'm dancin', two cups filled with 'yac, still won't spill 'em
Don't question me like, "Who that?" I'm that n*gga
Lil' b*tch, turn your TV on and you'll get the bigger picture
I ain't even tryna clown, too bad, I'm that n*gga
Shine and turn the world around, half these n*ggas can't flicker

[Chorus]
Two guns on my hip, this b*tch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a f*cking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, f*ck dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this b*tch feel like it's Law & Order (It's Law & Order)
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a f*cking quarter (f*cking quarter)
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal (Nothing normal)
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, f*ck dressing formal (f*cking normal)