Wanted lyrics

[Chorus: Bino Brown]
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these n*ggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause n*ggas try to harm me
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these n*ggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause n*ggas try to harm me

[Verse 1: Bino Brown]
Bino getting money, these haters they getting mad
Walking in with racks, I’m leaving out with them bags
I be straight stacking, money, I be stashing
I ain’t got no deals, you know I’m straight taxing
Trapping out the loft, I think you n*ggas soft
I got fifty Thursday, Friday I got ‘em off
You step the wrong way, then I just might smack ya
Bino run the trap and I didn’t even ask ya
I’m still the same n*gga that’s posted on the curb
Plug prices cheap, man I had a loss for words
Bino paper chasin’, these hoes get Nathan
They don’t like me but I’m in they conversation

[Chorus: Bino Brown]
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these n*ggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause n*ggas try to harm me
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these n*ggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause n*ggas try to harm me
[Verse 2: Jay Fizzle]
Police looking for me with a warrant
You suckers out here softer than some Charmin
Your b*tch she wanna ride in this foreign
But I won’t let her ‘cause her head game is boring
I just ran up a check off touring
Then I went and blew a bag in Nordstrom’s
Got a bad yellow b*tch, man she gorgeous
Led me to the plug, so I paid the b*tch mortgage
n*gga start b*tching ‘cause they see a n*gga blessed
You can play games if you want and catch a bullet to your chest
This sh*t fit in my backwood, this sh*t the best
Have a n*gga upset when I pull up in that ‘Vette
Pullin’ out the lot

[Chorus: Bino Brown]
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these n*ggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause n*ggas try to harm me
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these n*ggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause n*ggas try to harm me

[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
All this swag I’m dropping, got these b*tches on me
Got more choppers than a motherf*cking army
Up a couple M’s but I’m still hungry
Tell them thirsty ass b*tches back up off me
Paper, paper, paper, that’s all we chasing
Your favorite model told me text her my location
Every time that pack touch down it’s a celebration
Crack a seal and pour an eight up of my medication
Half a pound of OG in my drawers and you can smell it
Don’t talk too loud, he a buster man, he might tell it
All my partners good n*ggas but they convicted felons
Break me down a backwood and twist up a whole seven
[Chorus: Bino Brown]
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these n*ggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause n*ggas try to harm me
I got ‘em looking for me like I’m wanted
AR strapped, these n*ggas don’t want it
I keep the 380, it’s tucked under my garments
I keep it all the time ‘cause n*ggas try to harm me