[Intro: BandGang Javar]

(Fuck the fire, we got grease)

(Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)

BandGang

[Verse 1: BandGang Javar]

I could start a bank with all the money I done loaned

You would think these niggas would be grateful, but they don't

Beg me for a bag and tell the hoes, "That nigga broke"

One day you'll get you one and out your feelings, I got hope

Put an AmEx in my ex name, this that blackmail

And this my tenth card this week, we got the banks failin'

You ain't never picked up forty thousand in the bank sweatin'

What you call fraud I'll call a goddamn blessing

I be barely wearin' jewelry, the hoеs already know who we

More chеddar than grandma recipe for mac and cheese

Opps say we fakin', feds say they built a case, who you believe?

I had a hundred thousand in my mama house at seventeen

[Verse 2: StanWill]

Lookin' like a roofer, ridin' with that ladder on me

Lob a bank to Rose, bitch, we ballin' like we Shaq and Kobe

Got more cheddar in my Ksubis than some macaroni

You can ask the workers 'bout your baby, up in Saks, they know me

Ain't buckled up inside the Scat, but know the strap stay on me

Say it's love, I watch my back, how niggas act, they phony

Actin' every time he rap, how niggas cap, they blow me

Like the ugly duck up in my Goose, you know a bag stay on me

[Verse 3: StanWill]

All that barkin' like he bite, you know we bully pits

Treat an opp like I'm his granny, get him fully switched

All these boogers in my buffs, I need to wipe my nose

Scammin' grannies, bustin' banks, I need to right my wrongs

AR got a telescope, I bet we snipe his dome

Fightin' for his life, he knuckle up, boy, I don't fight no more

Double-G's, X's, LVs, I'm the alphabet

Forty 9s on me, throwin' bullets like I'm Kaepernick

Unky tired of pourin' Tris, he want some Actavis

Rock an X like Malcolm, I ain't never been an activist

[Verse 4: BandGang Biggs]

My niggas deep on the freeway, bitch, the strikers is a 'Vette

We gon' beat on the DJ if they play them niggas' track

Every store I go in, I been punchin' back to back

Stop mentionin' my name, nigga, show me some respect

I stay on the same block, I ain't finna move off it

When I'm in Neiman Marcus, it's like I stepped inside my closet

I'm tryna hit the jeweler, turn my neck into a faucet

But I love the money more, I hold it tight like a daughter

Pop who? Pop what? Niggas ain't gon' pop nothin'

Every time I step foot off in the mall, I cop somethin'

I wake up, count the cake before I even eat a meal

Two chains around my neck and I ain't even got a deal

I paid thirty thousand for a whole thing, slab talk

Trappin' since a youngin, out with Bando, that's Lab talk

You would never see me goin' back and forth, my bag talk

Bullets rip the flesh off a nigga's skin like bath salt

[Verse 5: StanWill]

Niggas broke, boy, you can't talk to me until that cast off

Experimentin' with some chemicals, boy, that's some lab talk

Tryna snatch a chain and get your ass chalked

Take his future from him if I pull up on him mask off

Dog Shit Militia, I'm with BandGang

Pop his top and spill him like some champagne

Brodie in the cut, he like a Band-Aid

Hit a hundred grannies back to back, I'm on a scam page

[Outro: StanWill]

No cap

Dog Shit Militia