Official

[Verse: Bando Supreme]
Ayy
This new gun ain't got no prototype
Don't get caught in the hype
Every stripe I earned
Spin the block and we don't miss a turn
I'm too official and I never worked the middle
These niggas in the house, they not outside
Essequence, they switch up, hit the switch
This choppa' Harlem Shake
I send 'em to the Heaven gates
It don't equate, these niggas hate
But they still don't got bands
I'm heavy weight and they just in the way
.30 on my waist, it match these pants
How you quickdraw off the lean
Walk wit' that mop, we left him clean
Don't need a kit start
How I ball is way above the rim
He talkin' checks, then cash me in
Dirty stick is old like Tim
Pour the lean up to the brim
This juug made it possible, my weed ain't got no stems
He spin the Benz, choppa' take his limb
100 offense for every opp got roll up one by one up in this 'wood
Stay down 'cause I from out the mud, I pulled up
He tried to step, but he got stepped
I pour the script, I still got good health
Buss' the juug, that by myself
Just like a ref, I'm too official

[Verse 2: IceBirds]
So official, need a whistle
Diamonds shining like a crystal
Never leave without the pistols
Send that boy to the hospital
Only talkin' to the boss, never two man in the middle
With this chain I'm like Jack Frost
Colors in it like some Skittles
Make one call, I get you off'd
And we in the field like lacrosse
Ayy, these niggas be fake and fraud, can't take that shit to heart
Ayy, everything gon' come to light if it's done in the dark
Ayy, these niggas really be on that opp shit, gotta play it smart
Ayy, had to stay down with my niggas from the very start
Ayy, hoppin' out a foreign whips, don't need a key to start
Ayy, fuckin' on a foreign bitch then I make her depart
Ayy, mixin' up the Supreme Forces up wit' the Chrome Heart
Ayy, she love when I paint her face, she call that shit "Fine art"
Ayy, and when a young nigga hit the mall, I need a shopping cart
Ayy, ballin' on these fuck niggas, that shit took me so far
Ayy, rollin' four gram 'woods, and that boy still rollin' 'gars
Ayy, got it understood, bitch, I know that I'ma star