Ban the Weapons - Lil B

Niggas the lead burst, no this is not nerf

Fly past your head like a frisbee on Sunday

Got a stolen car, I’m just riding down the 1 way

Listening to music, I’m in the Chi Boosting

Will you ever leave the game

Bitch are you stupid?

Bitch are you cupid, can you put it in the air?

A lot of niggas rap, but don’t nobody care,

I’m shitting in the game while I’m staying in my lane

Keep my hands on the brakes, cause shit be changing,

Niggas from the street move to a loft

I ask how much you spend you say fuck what it cost

I get a lot of money and it start to turn me off

I’d rather have real friends then buy a new house

Fuck em

I said they couldn’t count

When they moms put em out

I was there in the drought

Niggas faking on me, I was in you was out

Niggas locked to the street, let the hood in my house

But a couple suckers see, that a nigga made it out

Plus, Shit

Niggas be faking

One thing that I learned, niggas goin' watch you

Most you grew with, the niggas turn impostors

A lot of niggas be faking need an Oscar

My gun just jammed, so I can’t trust the chopper

I can’t even trust the gun

You know, ban the guns, ban the knives

All that shit, we don’t need the weapons nigga

What the fuck you need a weapon for?

You scared, boy?

You scared out here boy?

I don’t need no weapon nigga

I’m coming straight with the hands,

Thugged out seriously, OK

That’s real nigga, Lil B, swag