John Madden
[Intro: Chase Bands]
Smack on the track
Finna keep this shit lit, straps, n***a
Tore 'em out, huh
[Chorus: Chase Bands]
Yeah, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
Ayy, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
[Verse 1: Chase Bands]
Look, look, it's Band Llama and I'm 'bout a bitch
Hell nah, can't trust a soul 'cause shit be counterfeit
But I ain't gotta ask the gang 'cause they some dummies too
I'm stackin' chips and yeah my bitch, she gettin' money too
She gettin' money too
It was late night, me and my bro creepin'
Tryna catch a n***a leakin' on that defense
Blow his shit back, flee the scene, I ain't see shit
Back to the block, finna keep this shit lit
Score in the red zone 'cause a n***a tryna blitz
Soundin' like a PlayStation, way this glizzy hit-stick
Tryna cop it off the lot, foreign with a stick shift
Aaron Rodgers with the pack, bet a n***a run it in
All my n***as big dawgs, you better ask Mike Vick
I'm like a lineman with that llama on the front line
And when it's time to kick off, I'ma bust mine
Said when it's time to kick off, I'ma bust mine, yeah
[Chorus: Chase Bands]
Yeah, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
Ayy, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
[Verse 2: Prezi]
Say my block ain't with it, bitch, we know the truth
Slidin' through, a double homi', call that cover-two
If my n***a ever told, I gotta cut him loose
Prezi hit these n***as' nerves like an open tooth
These n***as fans, they understand that I'm the man
Blitzin' n***as, no running backs but them n***as ran
These n***as hate me, I understand that they formed a clan
But I don't need no team, I can play man-to-man
Superstar, no performance unless they pay me, n***a
Touchdown on who? You must be crazy, n***a
Came a long way, the distance don't faze me, n***a
My defense great, but offense, I'm amazing with it
[Chorus: Chase Bands]
Yeah, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
Ayy, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
Smack on the track
Finna keep this shit lit, straps, n***a
Tore 'em out, huh
[Chorus: Chase Bands]
Yeah, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
Ayy, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
[Verse 1: Chase Bands]
Look, look, it's Band Llama and I'm 'bout a bitch
Hell nah, can't trust a soul 'cause shit be counterfeit
But I ain't gotta ask the gang 'cause they some dummies too
I'm stackin' chips and yeah my bitch, she gettin' money too
She gettin' money too
It was late night, me and my bro creepin'
Tryna catch a n***a leakin' on that defense
Blow his shit back, flee the scene, I ain't see shit
Back to the block, finna keep this shit lit
Score in the red zone 'cause a n***a tryna blitz
Soundin' like a PlayStation, way this glizzy hit-stick
Tryna cop it off the lot, foreign with a stick shift
Aaron Rodgers with the pack, bet a n***a run it in
All my n***as big dawgs, you better ask Mike Vick
I'm like a lineman with that llama on the front line
And when it's time to kick off, I'ma bust mine
Said when it's time to kick off, I'ma bust mine, yeah
[Chorus: Chase Bands]
Yeah, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
Ayy, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
[Verse 2: Prezi]
Say my block ain't with it, bitch, we know the truth
Slidin' through, a double homi', call that cover-two
If my n***a ever told, I gotta cut him loose
Prezi hit these n***as' nerves like an open tooth
These n***as fans, they understand that I'm the man
Blitzin' n***as, no running backs but them n***as ran
These n***as hate me, I understand that they formed a clan
But I don't need no team, I can play man-to-man
Superstar, no performance unless they pay me, n***a
Touchdown on who? You must be crazy, n***a
Came a long way, the distance don't faze me, n***a
My defense great, but offense, I'm amazing with it
[Chorus: Chase Bands]
Yeah, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah
Ayy, we finna keep this shit lit
Blitz a n***a, John Madden on that defense
Late night, early morning, catch me creepin'
Shots ringin', wakin' people while they sleepin', yeah