Lost Diamonds - Banana Clips ft Nveigh Lyrics
[Chorus: Blaklez]
Who wanna romp with us
Who wanna romp with us
Who wanna romp with us
These niggas can't fuck with us
Who wanna romp with us
Who wanna romp with us
Who wanna romp with us
These niggas can't fuck with us
Who wanna romp with us
Who wanna romp with us
Who wanna romp with us
These niggas can't fuck with us
Who wanna romp with us
Who wanna romp with us
Who wanna romp with us
These niggas can't fuck with us
verse 1 [Blaklez]
These niggas can't fuck with us
Run for cover when trouble come
I'm back with the humble son
Play with me then your time will come
Fuck with me, though there's probably none
Box these suckers like Bobby gun
Clapping niggas my hobby don
Suggest you don't try me son
Flap your gums, niggas drawin' burners quick to fuck you up
Anybody can get it
No matter who the fuck you are
You gassed and pumped up
'Til they cock a Glock and pump you up
You wanna conjure up schemes to murder me, we hunt you bruh
Smack a shuffle in your facе
Better watch what the fuck you say
Madе it out my hungry days
And straightened out my cruddy ways
You dudes is bummy aye, hatin' skewing funny faces
Quick to get your hunnies slayed
'cause you fuck with a thotty bae
Alpha male shit
Yeah we dominate the jungle bruh
It's not a idle threat
Yeah we make you treble, we humble ya
Press up my way to the top, ultimate warrior
When it's time to go it's time to go, we on Double Dutch
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verse 2 [Pdot O]
Pass the spliff, let me puff a lil' some'n' some'n'
Niggas actin' Macho, puff chest like it's trouble comin'
I keep the doobie runnin'
Bully with the Uzi clutchin'
Pra-pra-pra, the tool-y bustin' rounds
Better run and tuck in
My niggas gambinos, you niggas moleanos
I pump action, my words piff, we the new Sopranos
We crusin' high notes, my niggas I know
Up up in them guts, fuck a bitch, she hittin' high notes
This shit a landslide
Flyer than handglides
I kamikaze the booth quick
Then leave a bad sight
So pass the yellow tape, meditate with a 38
I'm Kevin Gates my nigga
I terminate then dig you a grave
Maybe dig in the crates, now you comin' of age
A straight animal, my habitat still in the cave
But fuck out my face
Before we move you to the fuckin' grave
You fuckin' with a great
Make no mistake cause we the fuckin' made niggas
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verse 3 [N'Veigh]
Game changers, the gun here ring like insane rangers
Same gang as Buck, so you niggas stuck with the same danger
You hear that gun sing
Nigga you can't change us
Can't stand with us 'cause you buggin', nigga we gang bangers
Can't hang with us
'cause we run with insane shooters
Strange rugers, that got 45's and that ain't cougars
Can't do this, the gat full of magic you can't move us
Main dude is, here cut from the fabric that can't suit us
Got a gang full of niggas that can't ignore shit
Smooth criminals, rob you niggas rockin' Velore shit
That bored shit, poppin' all night, latest couture shit
They sold dope but now they off white, Virgil Abloh shit, uh
I'm heat gaging my nigga, fuck a thermometer
Catch a body quick 'cause that friend I got is a coroner
You commoners forgot that a nigga's gotta be ominous
Because of us, only thing niggas run is kilometres, bitch
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