That boy say he a bandit, aye
Broke heart feelin abandoned, aye
Pray to God he livin in famine (famine), aye
Wanna pull up McClaren’, aye

Everybody look at em starin’(starin’), aye
Problem is he can’t stand it, aye
Feeling like a chief in Kansas, aye
Walking through the life of a bandit, aye

Vv’ my wrist, mmhm
Wish I could get, mmhm
Wanna’ be rich, mmhm
Gucci my stitch, mmhm

Walking through life alone(alone), yea
Feeling like a dog no bone(no bone), aye
Feeling like we living in hell
God tell me is this home

Aye, Makin my moves in silеnce
Don’t even wanna start no violеnce
Gotta’ pretty girl with no mileage
They try me only in private

Put it on but I got no stylist
Fly cat but I’m not no pilot
Bet my ice can change that climate
Kicking it like I stay at the Hyatt
Long road Ian’ got no home
In my thoughts I been feeling real gone
Heart cold like it’s set in stone
Why these people blowin’ up my phone

Life a movie I can shoot like Rambo
People listen now cuz I’m with camo
478 I love all my fam’ doe
No sleep like we live in a bando

1W4L that’s my blood
Tryna’ get all they wrist on flood
Pray to God I can make it through the mud
Big fake I can’t hold no grudge

Where was you back then on the grind
Popped off you done lost yo mind
Now you see Don gonna go shine
Shouldn’t have lost track of the time

That boy say he a bandit, aye
Broke heart feelin abandoned, aye
Pray to God he livin in famine (famine), aye
Wanna pull up McClaren’, aye

Everybody look at em starin’(starin’), aye
Problem is he can’t stand it, aye
Feeling like a chief in Kansas, aye
Walk through the life of a bandit, aye
Vv’ my wrist, mmhm
Wish I could get, mmhm
Wanna’ be rich, mmhm
Gucci my stitch, mmhm

Walking through life alone(alone), yea
Feeling like a dog no bone(no bone), aye
Feeling like we living in hell
God tell me is this home

That boy say he a bandit
New money come fast then grab it
Ice on me look clean I’m fancy
New money I’m drippin’ I’m dancing

I got it I got it I got it, I’m flying to high like a pilot
And I’m tryna’ make it out the projects
Got my moma’ I told her I got her (yea)

They don’t know that I be feeling alone (no)
Told my moma’ ima’ right my wrongs (oh yea)
And I’m all on DK songs (go)
Told my moma’ I feel alone(yea), yea

But they don’t understand that pain (nah,nah)
Nah they don’t understand that rain
Told my moma’ I got her I changed,oh yea
That boy say he a bandit (bandit)
Told them boys to move fast don’t panic (don’t panic)
New ice I’m drippin’ panoramic (panoramic)
I gotta’ get it I’m damaged (yea)

And I’m putting on for the map (map)
Told them boys to stay quiet in the trap (shh’)
We made it I’m feeling untrapped’ yea
Bandit I got, yea (oh yea)

That boy say he a bandit, aye
Broke heart feelin abandoned, aye
Pray to God he livin in famine, aye
Wanna pull up McClaren’, aye

Everybody look at em starin’, aye
Problem is he can’t stand it, aye
Feeling like a chief in Kansas, aye
Walking through the life of a bandit, aye

Vv’ my wrist, mmhm
Wish I could get, mmhm
Wanna’ be rich, mmhm
Gucci my stitch, mmhm

Walking through life alone, yea
Feeling like a dog no bone, aye
Feeling like we living in hell
God tell me is this home