[Intro: Freddie Gibbs & Assassin]
Mmm, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
Motherfucker, I'm with it, uh
N***a, and I ain't bullshittin', yeah
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Man some)
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Imagine now)
You in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Every 'dana)
Off in the game, fuckin' with the Kane (Is bandana, bandana)

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Draped in all designer, draped in all designer
Cakin' off the powder, cakin' off the powder
Stuffed a half a birdie up in a piñata
And I had to ice 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 n***a, 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 them kilos from New York to Atlanta
Heroin was 98 Foxy, I turned it white like Vanna (White like Vanna)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
Pushing faders like Mike Dean, whippin' that light cream
Cleaner than Yo Gotti white jeans, my brand new hammer
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
[Refrain: 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 (Ayy, bandana, bandana)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
(Uh, bad manner, bad manner)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down
(Bandana)
Geekers buyin' vials, I was mixin' down (A-roger now)

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Yeah, batty boy, what the bloodclaat?
I be on the Vice Lord, Folk, Crip and Blood block
Catch him while he comin' from work and go take the judge out
Richest n***a 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.I., yeah, I make the game change
Uh, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
Hard still sellin' so the crack lives matter
Ghetto beamin' up the Scotty through the car antenna
Give a n***a 30 years for the cell phone chatter
If you kill another n***a, 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, yeah
[Refrain: 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

[Verse 3: Assassin]
I say, the system got you livin' in a free mansion
Original yard, this our weedman sale
Now, 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 goner
Fo', banana clip if you run up on me corner
You end up at the coroner, it's yo' favorite charmer, you're a-
'Member the armor pon the law, 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
[Outro]
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