Lyrics How Can I Help You - Bandgang

How Can I Help You

In that vet witcho bitch get my serve on
Told her gone drop the top and get her swerve on
Its like we killing two birds with one stone
I made a hundred bands off one phone (jug)
Iphone metro pcs
I can move hunnid bows on yo pissy ass & If i call rose on yo pissy ass
He pulling up with all blue hunnids make these niggas mad
Make these niggas hustle
Make them get a bag
I can whip it slow or i can whip it fast
Try to cross me and you lost me
hit chu with the mag
grab my shit jump back in the whip and just do the dash
On the verge niggas getting on my nerves
Got the strap on my lap ready ta purge
My momma mad at me they calling for them birds
Im dreamin while im schemin cause im leanin off that syrup bitch
how can i help you (hello)
how can i help you (yeah what chu need)
how can i help you
how can i help you (you in the hood)
How can i help you x4
I’m a ghetto young nigga
Yo bitch say she can tell tho she said them street niggas turn around and make
the bed soak
Tell her all lies Im just playing with her head doh
Never take her shopping but she give me good head tho
Strapped cause I was raished in the ghetto and played in the league but i
ballin like im nedo
Grams stuffed the woods she want the boss in blue im rellos
Cocky ass niggas streets telling me i scare hoes
How can i help you Cant be here for long
two slappin phones i can barely write a fucking song
money long
why hustle if you dont stack pros
Made a hunnid bands off a app and a trap phone
This shit aint how i see it
Robin did the genius Feeling like im pimpin having hoes fuck the whole team
We was all on LT countin up sipping creme
Who knows whats in em.
Just know a nigga sleep bitch
how can i help you (my shit keep slappin)
how can i help you (i got chu)
how can i help you (hold on hold on hold on)
How can i help you x4
How can i help you my name james remember me from high
Young black nigga icy
look like i play hockey
got high as hell drunk a 10 please do not remind me
You hating niggas better get me before Ti top me
boy you dream what i see
& when my phone ring im shaking like a fiend
They calling for them beans
Pour on alicia keys
Im trapping in a smell always had my k.
michelle
Only thing i fear is god and them dirty ass jails
Just made two rap sales on a 8 rack by a shell
Tryna get like 2 mil even before the deal im thinking bout big mils how can i
help em repeal forreal
How can i help you what chu need
I got it all for you
You need orange then give me green
I gotta ball for you
Plugged in with white 8 he cop em all for you
Zans perks and narcs he done wrapped dogs for me
75 to 23 with it all on me
Cant be smith boys with the 40 ball on me
Stoner here with adulies roll looking chewy
bought them pimps with us incase they hating while we make this movie
money!