Cop Scame - Phony Ppl

They asking what happened, but we just relaxin'

They asking what happened, but we taking action

We keep on bringin' the fire

So they had to acquire

They asking what happened

Phony Ppl here tonight we bring a good feeling

Word got around, 200 gathered in apartment buildin'

Was "the location", sound thumpin', house jumpin'

Where the party is is obvious, so don't ask nothin'

See what my band is

We upper-handed

You understandin'?

We up the [?]

That's how the manage

We Brooklyn Bandits

Roll up to the venue, just to roll up at the venue

My boys got dank

But it all starts off with a noise complaint

Break it up, cut the grass, while I'm vibin' in the cypher

Phony puff, puff laugh

And I might add

From the blaze to the stage, girls on my ass

Enter carefully because the floors feeling like a trampoline

The ceiling broke up under us, because of us

Cover us

And then the cops came

And shut shit down

Listen officer man

Thoughts of us sittin' in the can got me cautious, so damn!

See, my plan was to get some liquor in my system

Probably dance, find a few chickas, and split'em amongst my niggas, get some wins

But, as time wasted we had just came in

You know vacant places get break-ins, how you don't blame them!

See the dude that's friends with the DJ got drunk and started buggin'

Went up to this group of white kids started yapping about nothin'

After that they started punching, throwin' bottles, we started duckin'

Tryna save a few bottles, take'em back and get back into somethin'

We fucking dipped

Went outside, to our surprise

Bunch of red, white and blue lights up in the sky

And they said

"Hands high, hands high. Everybody's hands in the motherfucking sky"