Ban the Weapons lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil B]
I stay with the black ban(e), new chain, black range
n*ggas the lead burst, no this is not nerf
Fly past your head like a frisbee on Sunday
Got a stolen car, I’m just riding down the 1 way
Listening to music, I'm in the Chi Boosting
Will you ever leave the game
b*tch are you stupid?
b*tch are you cupid, can you put it in the air?
A lot of n*ggas rap, but don’t nobody care,
I’m sh*tting in the game while I’m staying in my lane
Keep my hands on the brakes, cause sh*t be changing,
n*ggas from the street move to a loft
I ask how much you spend you say f*ck what it cost
I get a lot of money and it start to turn me off
I’d rather have real friends then buy a new house
f*ck em
I said they couldn't count
When they moms put em out
I was there in the drought
n*ggas faking on me, I was in you was out
n*ggas locked to the street, let the hood in my house
But a couple suckers see, that a n*gga made it out
Plus, sh*t
n*ggas be faking
One thing that I learned, n*ggas goin' watch you
Most you grew with, the n*ggas turn impostors
A lot of n*ggas be faking need an Oscar
My gun just jammed, so I can’t trust the chopper
[Outro]
I can’t even trust the gun
You know, ban the guns, ban the knives
All that sh*t, we don’t need the weapons n*gga
What the f*ck you need a weapon for?
You scared, boy?
You scared out here boy?
I don’t need no weapon n*gga
I’m coming straight with the hands,
Thugged out seriously, OK
That’s real n*gga, Lil B, swag