[Intro]

[Hook]
They asking what happened, but we just relaxin'
They asking what happened, but we taking action
We keep on bringin' the fire
The Soul they have to acquire
They asking what happened

[Verse 1: Elbee Thrie]
Phony Ppl here tonight we bring a good feeling
Word got around, 200 gathered, an apartment buildin'
Was "the location", sound thumpin', house jumpin'
Where the party is is obvious, so don't ask nothin'
See what my band is..
We upper-handed
You understand it?
Re-Up the band then [?]
Its hard to manage
We Brooklyn Bandits
Roll up to the venue, just to roll up at the venue
My boys got dank
But it all starts off with a noise complaint
Break it up, cut the grass, while I'm vibin' in the cypher
Phony puff, puff laugh
And I might add
From the blaze to the stage, Girls on my ass
Enter carefully because the floor is feeling like a trampoline
The ceiling broke up under us, because of us..
Cover us
[Pre-Hook]
And then the cops came
And shut shit down

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Sheriff PJ]
Listen officer man
Thoughts of us sittin' in the can got me cautious, so damn!
See, my plan was to get some liquor in my system
Probably dance, find a few chickens to split amongst my n***as, get some whamsz
But, as time wasted we had just came in
You know vacant places get break-ins, how you Gon' blame them!
See the dude that's friends with the DJ got drunk and started buggin'
Went up to this group of white kids started yapping about nothin'
After that they started punching, throwin' bottles, we started duckin'
Tryna save a few models, take'em back and get back into somethin'
We fucking dipped
Went outside, to our surprise
Bunch of red, white and blue lights up in the sky


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[Hook]