Li Rye – Banned From Where Lyrics

I ain’t cooped up in the hills I’m in the field tryna’ catch a kill baby
Huh?, I’m banned from where (Dior Light It Up)
I’m banned by who you niggas ain’t got no stripes
And I’ma take his ass lil life, stop

I’m the real ScoreGod know we drill baby
I ain’t cooped up in the hills I’m in the field I’m outside tryna’ catch a kill baby
All that dissin’ who you killed lately
New bitch sit in yo’ car change the song coppin’ deuces still be dissin’ man these niggas crazy
Anti dropped a song sayin’ My name rockin’ moissanite chains
Ion’ even wanna’ respond cause these niggas so fuckin’ lame
All in the A they I bust a brain
Got rich and still ain’t changе
Glock 23 clutchin’ Lebron James from the stick bе shootin’ out flames

And I won’t touch you cause that My brother sister
Soon I as get the drop know I’m sendin’ a missle
Dick ridin’ niggas you never met in person Ion’ understand you niggas
On the West tryna’ blam a nigga
So it’s beef? that’s what said lil nigga?
I’m the type hop out shootin’ with both hands lil nigga
So pussy I can’t even stand lil nigga
I’ma kill you where you stayin’ lil nigga
Been itchin’ to knock off ya’ man, Ion’ need plan just some switches and pistols

Nut in ha’ mouth and you kissed ha’
Paranoid My finger don’t leave the trigger
Bad bitch told me “She don’t need no nigga”
These niggas broke ass fuck too
Dissin’ me, PUSSY WHO IS YOU?!
We known to hop out shoot
Can’t tell you target practice cause all he do is diss
With a zipper on his stomach actin’ like they don’t rippin’ his ass up
Niggas be dissin’ on the net in this real life they pussy ass fuck
And you know that’s facts ain’t gotta’ run it back
I call JB ain’t gotta’ send him shit know he gon’ handle that
No defense we come through attack
Diss me now you can’t take it back
And you know how I get down

We walk shit down we went no face attached play wrong I pull up with the Mac
I’m tryna’ see where niggas at
I ain’t goin’ back and forth with you bitches I been’ itchin’ to catch a hat
Face down flat nigga

they run track
When we pull up they get off
This a hellcat motor if 12 get behind ain’t no peoples gettin’ caught
That nigga sweet we layed on em’ I’m on his head like Randy Moss
Talked to devil and prayed on em’ next day nail his ass to the cross
They just took another lost that’s Ra

Brand new chop that bitch go ba’
Brand new Drac’ that bitch go fa’
.762’s rip a door off the car
Bring me his head in a jar
I’m rich and I’m above the law
Since 4 or 5 I been a fuckin’ star
Talk shit this switch gon’ tap ya’ jaw
Blackout I fucked ’round and popped a bar
I get My life fuck a (?)
Trav, Louie, Rod and JB sweet the rest know who they are

I’m the real ScoreGod know we drill baby
I ain’t cooped up in the hills I’m in the field I’m outside tryna’ catch a kill baby
All that dissin’ who you killed lately
New bitch sit in yo’ car change the song coppin’ deuces still be dissin’ man these niggas crazy
Anti dropped a song sayin’ My name rockin’ moissanite chains
Ion’ even wanna’ respond cause these niggas so fuckin’ lame
All in the A they I bust a brain
Got rich and still ain’t change
Glock 23 clutchin’ Lebron James from the stick be shootin’ out flames

Bro sister pulled up without Anti chain said “It ain’t worth a thang”
The jeweler said “These moissanites”
Big 952 that be the gang ha
Oh you ready to lose your brain huh?
For me they’ll leave you stank ha
Jump in the video and put a target on ya’ back I’ma step on yo’ ass and head home
Out the window tryna’ leave head blown
Ain’t poppin’ outside till’ feds gone
Niggas die cause the shit they said wrong
I’m out dunkin’ on shit like I’m dead wrong
I’ma claim to that fye till’ I can’t no mo’
Hope I die before I ever get old
Free all the bros up the road fuck yea I’m keepin’ it violent if you fuck niggas told

I’m the real ScoreGod know we drill baby
I ain’t cooped up in the hills I’m in the field I’m outside tryna’ catch a kill baby
All that dissin’ who you killed lately
New bitch sit in yo’ car change the song coppin’ deuces still be dissin’ man these niggas crazy
Anti dropped a song sayin’ My name rockin’ moissanite chains
Ion’ even wanna’ respond cause these niggas so fuckin’ lame
All in the A they I bust a brain
Got rich and still ain’t change
Glock 23 clutchin’ Lebron James from the stick be shootin’ out flames