Yung Bans
Niggas Be Lame
[Intro]
Hmm, this shit hard
Yeah, that sauce
It's Bans, I did YB like this
The old Bans, but, well this new
Sauce
Ayy

[Chorus]
N***as be lame, I'm doin' my thing
I'm walkin' around, I ride with the flame (Flame)
I hope you don't try, we blowin' in brains
I'm keepin' it cool, I'm keepin' it sane, yeah, ayy
And I bet this stick won't jam up, 12 can't jam us
N***a try the gang, then we goin' on a manhunt
Now she wanna fuck me now because I got my bands up
Bet she wanna fuck me now because I got them bands up

[Verse]
All these hoes gon' flock, you know all these hoes gon' flock
Fuck her good, it's free promotion, you know all these hoes gon' talk
I can tell from how she lookin', I can see the way she watch
She wanna fuck me for my air, do she like me for my watch?
Is it my watch? Is it my whip?
Is it my sauce? Is it my bitch?
Is it my fit? Is it the way these diamonds hittin', the way they glist'?
She a freaky ass lil' bitch, I just might make her drink my piss
N***a, as soon as I get my nut, I swear to God that ho gon' dip
[Chorus]
N***as be lame, I'm doin' my thing
I'm walkin' around, I ride with the flame (Flame)
I hope you don't try, we blowin' in brains (Brain)
I'm keepin' it cool, I'm keepin' it sane, yeah, ayy
And I bet this stick won't jam up, 12 can't jam us
N***a try the gang, then we goin' on a manhunt
Now she wanna fuck me now because I got my bands up
Bet she wanna fuck me now because I got them bands up