2017

[INTRO]
Gang!
BinLaden!

[VERSE 1]
I treat that foreign like a shoppin cart the way I push that gas
I might crash
Up in traffic with the guys coolin ridin super fast
Through the dash
First time that you run up on me ain't no second chance
Choppa like a boxer knockin niggas out
Bullets leave em leanin like they off a zan
Bitches on me cuz they know that i'm the man
Fuckin, Suckin, while i'm countin all this cash
Run into a opp, poke his ass up
If he ain't goin i'ma clap em where he stand
You not a real nigga you can't comprehend
If you ain't with the shits then i'll understand
On my twitter, Insta, Facebook
Move the fuck around pussy nigga you a fan
I'ma make it out & that's guaranteed
Bitch i'm up next fuck a deal nigga
And i'm up workin grindin to the top &
I won't stop until I touch a mill nigga
Let a nigga wanna run up on me
I'ma feel his ass with that steel nigga
Stop sayin you got hoes, fuckin bitches
You don't even know how pussy feel nigga
Let's get it!
Gang!

[INTERLUDE]
MarBinLaden man
But you can call me MBL either way
Just don't be on no fuck shit..
And i'm in the stu, coolin, grindin, goin crazy
Got nuski up in here with me
Underrated The Mixtape comin soon get in tune..
Ayeee..
But run this shit back tho man!
Turn up!
Gang!
Let's get it!
Aye!

[Verse 2]
I got 50 in a clip 50 in the other
Got some wild niggas that might kill ya mother
I can make two niggas wanna kill each other
Let these bullets rain & strike you like they thunder
Lil bitch sucked me up & ion got her number
Niggas broke as fuck man that's a bummer
Shells hot as hell like the last summer
Leave a nigga stankin like some burnin rubber
Never switched cuz I been the same
These niggas brufords & they been a lame
All head shots get him in his brain
Or hit him in his chest & let him feel the pain
Cuz these niggas playin thinkin i'm a game
All about my money nigga fuck a fame
Run up clap a nigga for his chain
I just ran off with a bloody stain
2017 yea it's perfect timin
Chains on me yea that's perfect shinin
From the fall, winter, spring, summertime
Every year past bitch i'm super grindin
South side you know where to find me
Englewood bitch i'm never hidin
Got the beam on it, shape a nigga up
Like a barber shop give his ass a linin
All face shots, bullets hit him through his nose
Leave em decomposed, choppa lift his soul
Should've never told
Fuck 12 if I get locked up just know that i can never fold
Bankrolls on top of Bankrolls
Choppa change a nigga like he change clothes
If a nigga runnin, shoot him in his legs
Have a nigga lookin like he pigeon toed
Count this money up like a nigga poor
I got more drank than a liquor store
Nigga run up on me I'ma have to blow
And I won't stop until his body hit the floor
Run them bands a nigga need some more
Nigga sneak dissin pistol to his throat
Niggas bitches tryna act hard
It don't cost much to get you niggas smoked
Let's get it!
Smoke so much loud to the brain nigga I be high like a kite
2017 my year bitch nigga I'm takin flight
You can have ya bitch back
Broke nigga I just only had her for the night
Catch a nigga talkin crazy up in public
I'ma beat his ass on sight
Prada, Gucci, Louie, Fendi, or them robin jeans
I just put on sum slight
Everyday I pray a nigga won't get close to me
So I grip up on it tight
I get it in to it with a nigga ion got it on me
I'ma have to put up for a fight
Know some crazy niggas that'll clap you up
Just for sayin sum that they don't like
300 a verse
Where i'm from if you get caught snitchin you'll get put on a shirt
Get 12 on a search
Run up on me then this choppa gone send yo ass right under dirt
I'm goin berserk
Ain't nobody fuckin with me with this rappin & I can merch
Be on alert
Gettin everything out the way gettin to the money like it's the first
I'm so legendary
All these hoes love me like they favorite month is february
These niggas scary
Actin tough until they body end up in the cemetary
Boy don't run up on us you gone try yo luck
We go big shit like the military
Make it very scary, nigga bloody mary
Don't get to tweakin bet not double dare me
Let's get it!