Bing Monsta

Bing monstas

Bing monstas

Bing monstas

The lil homies don't got nothin to look forward to

The big homies don't got nothin to look forward to

1 go in, 1 go out

1 go in, 1 go out

And that's life on that same old chain gang

And that's life on that same old chain gang

And that's life on that same old chain gang

And that's life on that same old chain gang

I keep a concrete open mind

I leave your brains on concrete you plot on mine

I got the chop cause my baby weigh 8 pounds

Fif hold 8 rounds

Police on the wylin shit that rascist bill o'reilly shit

My middle finger up sayin fuck the law

With a classy ass bitch that booth the raw

When I jump in the booth you can't ignore me

Clear up my throat kick off them mauris

Lean back hit a blunt

I lean back catch a stunt

My life is like monoply I'm tryna get the park place

New lex no hands roll up in the park space

Fuck a fed case, fuck a narc case

I'm in the aspen that's why you marks hate

I rather be carried by 6 than be hung by 12

The jurors can see me in hell