Correction Lyrics B.A.N. by Bic Fizzle

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Lyrics

My nigga fetch a bone, man
Pardon me out of the trenches, but I still be in the streets
For all them bitch ass niggas
Come on
For all them bitch ass niggas
Yeah (FOREVEROLLING)

Whatever the G ring cost, you know it ain't no change to me
I ain't chasin' no bride 'cause I'm letting money chase me
Take a look at the stars, I bet you get a glimpse of me
Pardon me out of the trenches, but I still be in the streets
For all them bitch ass niggas

I don't wanna talk 'cause I been really in my thoughts lately (I been really in my thoughts)
Like how the f*ck would of life been if BiC Fizzle ain't make it? (How the f*ck life woulda been)
I ain't tryna rap it with no nigga, I am not Slim Shady
Take to pop out (Uh), tryna go slam 'bout what the f*ck you sayin' (Bah, bah)
Thank God I ain't no boop man (No), slidin' through, turn a nigga to a hashtag (Oh)
One shot, this must be your ass (Your ass)
Play a nigga, we ain't giving out no pass (No pass)
And on my opps ways, pop my shit, they used to put me last
Like I ain't have no future 'cause (Boy) I used to show out in class
And I can't lie this lane fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
GTA, don't mind the crash (Bah, bah)
Put a box on back my Glock in case they trailin' on my ass (Pff, pff)
Them old flash
Shoot the windshield out the whip, they'll hit you, bet you crash (Skrrt)
I put VVs on my teeth, before I leave the scene everybody in the room remember me (Ayy, yeah, it's him)
A young nigga from the bottom, when you see 'em all, you see is Dee (Dee Plea)
Remember goin' months without 'em, now it's Gucci on my feet (Woah)
Won't say a word, throw on my mask, throw on them gloves, hop out and creep (Yeah, yeah)

Whatever the G ring cost, you know it ain't no change to me (Change)
I ain't chasin' no bride 'cause I'm letting money chase me (That shit won't change me)
Take a look at the stars, I bet you get a glimpse of me (Yeah, you hear me, clan?)
Pardon me out of the trenches, but I still be in the streets (Huh)
For all them bitch ass niggas
Yeah, for all them bitch ass niggas, you hear me?

Yeah, for all them bitch ass niggas (Yep)
No ammunition for them missin', tryna T-shirt a nigga (Glah)
Remember hitting the block, dope and I socked 'em, matched us (Match) some Swisher (Blunt)
Ain't no weed, then where the liquor? (Huh)
f*cking hoes in vacant houses, we was wildin' when we were little (Wildin')
Granny house, just me and trap scheming, no plans to get richer (The trap)
Then I go post on the eastest side and rate me some killers (Murder, murder, murder)
Swear I love all of my niggas
Look, boy, you bet' no touch 'em, uh (Nope)
Since something go wrong, I'm clutchin' mine
Drillin', then get to rushin' (Rushin')
Rake out, then get to bussin' (Bussin'), tryna put somethin' on the oven (Oven)
They know Fizzle a big dog, them niggas seen me come from nothin' (On God)
They seen me go put in that grime (Yeah)
I was rushin', to be honest (Yeah), mister said just a couple times (Time)
All these diamonds don't mean nothin', please, I show you I ain't lyin' (Lyin')
I can diss it with my instinct and start rapping right now (Now)
I still make sure my people straight 'cause that's my only job (You hear me?)

Whatever the G ring cost, you know it ain't no change to me (It ain't changing me, you hear me?)
I ain't chasin' no bride 'cause I'm letting money chase me (Forver staying the same, you hear me? On 1K 4L, you hear me?)
Take a look at the stars, I bet you get a glimpse of me (Got this shit on me)
Pardon me out of the trenches, but I still be in the streets (Clan)
For all them bitch ass niggas (f*ck ass nigga)
Yeah, for all them bitch ass niggas, you hear me?

Clan business, you hear me?
Haha, yup, bitch, ayy, huh
For all you bitch ass niggas, you hear me?
Ayy, for all you bitch ass niggas, you hear me?
Ayy, for all you bitch ass niggas
Yeah, for all you bitch ass niggas
p*ssy, ha

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