Bane

got the shot revolver spin again I thought he was my friend (huh) I told my kin to sin no money don't make sense (ah) you see my skin you fear the things you don't know thinkin that I'm Bane I want the smoke for sure I got the chopper from Nepal now that's a souvenir you hear that "pop pop pop pop pop pop" now it's no one near ngga I got hella money ngga I got hella guns I can't tell my story to you nggas you don't know where I'm from I don't want a movie or a song I want a tale of a real ngga who don't snitch and never told what you think I want with all these dirty bandos? keep the glizzy on me where I go my gun go no cosign no nod no help no feature I don't want your approval or for you to fuckin need me for a moment I was thinkin I was Scarface bad for a moment I was thinkin I was badder than that for a moment I was thinkin I was makin me a plan and then it got better than that my trap go "meow" cause I put it in a cat and my bitch cold she remind me of Alaska she won't let me go cause I remind her of a Nascar and I got the glow turn a hater to a ghost I turn a friend into a foe I turn a zero to a four I turn a one into a two and turn a three into a six and I don't say a lot of shit cause nggas fake but I bet a ngga won't take and I got a 5.7 on me FN I got seven of them bitches I'll take ten you can't step with me boy you got the wrong friends you can't rep with me boy you got the wrong ends I'm still alive cause I put it in my rap that's why I don't rap a lot I'm doin better than that but if you think I'm slippin ngga you got the wrong map but if you think I'm trippin ngga I ain't trippin ngga revolver spin again I thought he was my friend I told my kin to sin no money don't make sense you see my skin you fear the things you don't know thinkin that I'm Bane I want the smoke for sure I got the chopper from Nepal now that's a souvenir you hear that "pop pop pop pop pop pop" now it's no one near ngga I got hella money ngga I got hella guns I can't tell my story to you nggas you don't know where I'm from yeah now let's take a break lookin at my watch you could see the face ain't shit changed but the date I was ridin round town with the Drake all my nggas straight huh we gon put the fork in the steak huh you know we be workin in the day huh we gon keep on movin with the weight huh ayy and I'm doin better than that my bitch in a bag got her better than that my brother he be askin for the plan he said "you got it all you doin better than that" ayy ayy and my trap go "meow" yeah it do better than that and I be in the bando with the bands all the water on me doin better than that revolver spin again I thought he was my friend I told my kin to sin no money don't make sense you see my skin you fear the things you don't know thinkin that I'm Bane I want the smoke for sure I got the chopper from Nepal now that's a souvenir you hear that "pop pop pop pop pop pop" now it's no one near ngga I got hella money ngga I got hella guns I can't tell my story to you nggas you don't know where I'm from don't make sense you see my skin you fear the things you don't know think [© Mr.Meow🐈‍⬛ 2026]