Pistons lyrics

[Intro: Bandmanrill]
Look
Aye, aye, look-look
(Project X)
Look
Aye
n*ggas really be broke, you heard? Like
n*ggas ain't getting no money, you heard?
n*ggas ain't doin' nothing for they family, man
n*ggas ain't gangster
n*ggas be hoes out here
Aye
Look-look, aye

[Verse 1: Bandmanrill Sha Ek]
n*ggas be hoes, be chillin' 'round b*tches
You was not mafia, not tryna kick it
sh*t gon' get dark 'cause lil' brodie don't listen
I got some sh*t when you talk gotta listen
Ek in the hood, so it's Glock with extensions
Newark hop out, then my n*ggas get missin'
.33, in the navy, I'm feelin' like Pippen
Slime ball, like hе play for the Pistons (Grrah, grrah)

[Verse 2: Sha EK & Bandmanrill]
I throw a O's up for OGz
Before all thе rappin', it was uppin' it doley
Where the whips? Where the stollies
Backdoor gang, we bookin' n*ggas Rollies
They tried to play with the dead
Y'all really better have one in the head
I'm goin' out for me and mine (Ayy)
Y'all cannot take back what y'all said (Hol' on, look, wait), grrah
[Verse 3: Bandmanrill]
Ek hop out with the O's in Jersey
b*tches on di*k 'cause they see that we rap
I got some hoes in the X
He got some hoes in Newark that's tryna get clapped
Get to the bag, I flex
You ain't my baeboy, can't get you a dap
n*ggas know that we next
n*ggas been rappin', too, but still got left
Can't f*ck on that b*tch, sh*t hot like Cheetos
Put a bullet in a bike, Deebo
I hit it once, can't find me, like Nemo
I signed a deal, so shout out to Steve-O
Look
Look-look, aye
n*ggas be buggin' rockin' with lieutenants
Stay a hunnid', I don't know who did it
You could die for actin' like you wit' it
I got homies facin’ double digits
Watch when they touch, n*gga, we is livin'
Strags in the telly, beatin' up the kitten
I'm tryna stack the cake up to the ceiling
I'm tryna stack the cake up to the, aye
I'm tryna stack up the breeshcake
She wanna link? Lil' b*tch, don't be late
Wanna diss, bae boy? Better be safe
Might them n*ggas through on your B-Day
Best believe lil' bro got a day
Ain't squashin' none that sh*t, too late
My baeboy tryna send one to a face
Might be in Cali, throwin' in a Wraith
All it take is one phone call for lil' bro life to get took away
But, I'm bigger than this
I done came to far to throw it all away
But best believe I'm totin' on the K
Like a Adele, this b*tch gon' spray
That ain't my b*tch, she just call me Bae
She can be mine, it's just for the day, aye
[Verse 4: Sha EK]
Where the opp? Let's play
I’m not payin' for sh*t, ima go through that end by myself
Hollow tips burn when that sh*t hit your body
On bro, that sh*t gon' make you melt
If it's up, then it's stuck, then say that
Ya'll was just EMS, now y'all jackin' the Maybach?
We lost Diddy and Yellow
Grrah
So we gotta go spin and get payback
Them n*ggas gotta get put in the trunk
Them n*ggas gotta get put in the blunt, b*tch
I throw up L and the O
Everything dead, y'all n*ggas not one of us
Why I be arguin' with lil' ass kids that keep gettin' caught on the bus?
Y'all really be buggin'? Real life, ya'll don't got no money tucked
Grrah