Video Impact de Lloyd Banks 2025 Rap Lyrics

Lloyd Banks - Impact Lyrics

Uh, yeah
Opportunity called you, but, you [?]
They over you
Niggas sleepin', I had to deal with commas too
I'm over due
Trauma, I know exactly what you're goin' through
They turnin' you
Mind your business, bitch
Who's gon' concern you too
I've turned into the villain
Marble round house like I'm Brazilian
[?] Louis brown pouch 'fore he concealin'
Register resin, quarantinin' for months, two Ps for pollen
You a workin' nigga, just keep on buildin'
Niggas grandfathers had bendin' on wax, this [?] for children
Sixty minutes of an album, all cap
Who keeps on screamin'?
I can neutralize this shit you talkin' 'bout
Two ki's for drillin'
Calm you down, you take the energizer out
You be just chillin'
You can be [?] notice me
No one as cold as me
[?] tell 'em for Joe to see
Check out my potency
None of you old niggas old [?]
No runnin' over me
I kept the safe, this my whole defeat back where it's supposed to be

Prepare for the impact, this is my get-back
Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six-pack
It's too much here to chit-chat
I'll never get that
They read our looks for fear, gotta keep all the whips black
Get money, and sit back
Until this shit crack
Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six-pack
It's too much here to chit-chat
I'll never get that
They read our looks for fear, gotta keep all the whips black

Uh, niggas lucky, they dealin' with my older mind
I over-shine
Watch these groupies, they turn into the cobra kind
I hold the .9
Gotta salute 'til they see me, the soldier, I hold the dime
Stackin' this fuckin' paper in case this COVID climbs
They open blinds, it's spooky
Kill for this ice, like, bitch, I'm Gucci
Shit, I gotta carry, [?] my advice
Bahamas usually
I ain't gotta aim, I come up with hits
My style all [?]
Camera lights, I got a lifestyle to live
Fresh out of movies
Fuck a hater and they fingers, man, none of your commas move me
Dawg, your niggas better do the right thing like Sal and Mookie
Pop was shot [?]
Can't no one [?]
Foggy memories of victims I slit
[?]
Middle fingers to the police, come check out my [?]
Big money [?], I know my Cody strong
When niggas switchin' sides, he know he wrong
Wish all my phonees home
It's time to heat up
I been cultured on you niggas just holdin' on

Prepare for the impact, this is my get-back
Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six-pack
It's too much here to chit-chat
I'll never get that
They read our looks for fear, gotta keep all the whips black
Get money, and sit back
Until this shit crack
Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six-pack
It's too much here to chit-chat
I'll never get that
They read our looks for fear, gotta keep all the whips black