Freddie Gibbs - Bandana Lyrics

[Freddie Gibbs & Assassin:]
Mmm, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Nigga, and I ain't bullshittin', yeah
I'm in the game, fuckin' with the 'caine (Man some)
I'm in the game, fuckin' with the 'caine (Imagine now)
I'm in the game, fuckin' with the 'caine (Every 'dana)
I'm in the game, fuckin' with the 'caine (Is bandana, bandana)

[Freddie Gibbs:]
Draped in all designer, draped in all designer
Kickin' off the powder, kickin' off the powder
Stuffed a half a birdie up in a piñata
And I had to ask my wifey out 'cause she a rider
Born a pebble, left the hospital, I was a whole brick
Passed the package off to Diego, he moved the whole shit
You can't claim no gang in my hood if you ain't had known it
Fuck the local police, my nigga, they can't control this
Yeah, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
I give a hater a handicap with this hand cannon
My Brooklyn bitch drove in kilos from New York to Atlanta
Everyone was 98 Foxy, I turn you white like venom (White like venom)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
Pushing faders like Mike Dean, whippin' that light cream (Cream)
Cleaner than your Gardi white jeans, my brand new hammer
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana

[Freddie Gibbs & Assassin:]
(Bandana)
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
(Bandana)
Said, once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
(Bandana)
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
(Bandana, bandana)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
(Uh, bad manner, bad manner)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
(Bandana)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down (A-roger now)

[Freddie Gibbs:]
Yeah, batty boy with the bloodclaat
I be on the Vice Lord, 4 Crip and Blood block
Catch him while he comin' from work and go take the judge out
Richest nigga in the prison, million dollar mugshot (Mugshot)
Buckshot, buckin' out my 12 gauge
You can't kill what's already dead, boy, look what Hell made
Never let them crackers refer to me by a slave name
Black Caesar, Young Gangsta G, yeah, I make the game change
Uh, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
Hard still sellin' so the crack glass matter
Ghetto beamin' up the Scotty through the car antennae
Give a nigga 30 years for the cell phone chatter
If you kill another nigga, you might get manslaughter
If you watch, you gon' get life and murder, won't beat the charges
Do it right, it ain't no witness, ain't no weapon, ain't no evidence
Wipin' off the motherfuckin' fingerprints with my bandana

[Freddie Gibbs & Assassin:]
(Ayy, bandana, bandana)
Said, I be wipin' off the motherfuckin' fingerprints
With my bandana
(Ayy, bandana, bandana)
And I be wipin' off the motherfuckin' fingerprints
With my bandana, yeah
Yeah, bandana, bandana, bad manner, bad manner
Me no care 'bout no other, yeah (Yeah)
Bandana, imagine now, they singin' out

[Assassin:]
I say the system got you living in a free mansion
Original yard, this our weedman sale
And hear what? We no care if informer see
Yo, I am no dealer, I'm a pharmacy
That medical marijuana, get it if you wanna
But try nuh start no drama 'less you wanna be a gonner
Fo' banana, you need fi run up on pon me corner
You run up at the coroner, it's yo' favorite charmer, you're a...
Remember me armor pon me lawn, me nah go storma
Full stop the brake, I couldn't come, remember I'ma
Real gyalis, razor sharp like a katana
So you know after we gone, we a-smash ya baby mama, uh-huh
Material girl like Madonna
What she wouldn't do for Donna, Dolce & Gabbana
Yes, she love the balla ting, make me a Maradona
Seh she waan me blindfold and rip me bandana