bandits - Intellectual

[Pre-Chorus] (tekko)

MP5, triple attachments

Top of the world and we living so lavish

I’m in the Audi by my side a bad bitch

[Chorus]

Hollow tips and we pull up with the canon

Thief in the night you can call me a bandit

Rock with the stick with the automatic

These bullets on me finna do some real damage

[Verse 1]

A7 on the highway, I395

And the whole gang going up to the top, we finna soar like a kite

YYZ we finna fly

Target locked, got him in sight

[Verse 2] (rans0m)

M16 imma’ aim with the scope

Pull up to his block and he actin like a hoe

If you talk down we gon’ show up to your home

Black Sprinter van tiе them up with the rope

Mе & tekko, we ain't fuckin’ with the feds

Run up on us we gon leave u fuckin’ dead

I’m back on trippin’ off the meds

Feels like I'm boutta’ end up dead

6 feet in the coffin

Thermal scope we gon’ watch him

6 feet in the coffin

Thermal scope we gon’ watch him

[Verse 3] (visions)

Thermal scope new, yea we gonna watch him

Put that pussy boy up in his bag up in his coffin

Pack stay loud, yeah I can hear him coughing

Said he want his name out there, like nah bitch it's on Doxbin

Like bitch we planned it, planned it, planned it

Gunrange we from different planets

Tryna handle all this pressure like pussy boy you can’t manage

I got hella shootas , my boy staggy yes he's my advantage (uh huh)

He's my advantage, he’s my advantage

Verse 4: (staggy)

You can call me an advantage

I’m on the beach boy, I’m where the sand is

I’m in the spaceship, I’m never landing

If I come back I’ll take over the planet

Walking on water I don’t need a boat

Flying to Cali I don’t need a coat

I’m eating bougie, you eating at Moe’s

I got a baddie she touching her toes

Come to the crib let’s vibe out

Got good gas, I’m getting that dry mouth

That lil boy talking I put him in timeout

Keep your mouth closed give you something to cry about

Got your lil girlfriend and she wanna ride now

She on your snap but I’m watching her sign out

Fiend for the pipe yeah she wanting me right now

She a lil groupie, she always on me talking gunrange on gunrange, we hitting precision

I hit from the back kick her out now she livid

I don’t give a fuck boy I count up the digits

Right now bitch I’m bowling so shoutout to visions (let’s go)

Ask what I’m on girl I don’t know

Still got the perfume on my clothes

Hit from the six, girl with my woes

I’m on the top yeah with my bros (what the fuck staggy)