ak bandamont - band father 2 كلمات أغنية
[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
[verse 1]
this b_tch dumb, she in it for the win, i had to let her go
i put ten plus five ounces on your head like the letter o
and bro was gettin’ off movin’ the ice while i was sellin’ snow
and i be quick to k!ll a rat, i’m on pest control
if i ain’t made no bands servin’ all night, then i ain’t comin’ home
and when i hit ’em with the pure, the fiends get along
and when i signed my first lil’ deal, the team get a low
i told you we the ones steppin’ on work, this sh_t set in stone
man, they said this life a gamble, you ain’t bettin’ right
you can’t even run a twenty up, but you ain’t set for life
they had my dog sittin’ in court, they said, “extradite”
and then he tried to flee the scene, he got extra life
i just left the crib lurkin’ the opps, i brought extra pipes
then i tricked a tellar out them bands, she was extra nice
and you won’t hear me on no song if it ain’t extra spice
i’m finna throw a n_gga body off a cliff, the n_gga better climb
you hangin’ off the edge
guaranteed i catch that n_gga lackin’, takin’ off his dreads
i used to do a drill in a mongoose hangin’ off the pegs
but then i learned this sh_t get steep, n_ggas goin’ fed
and you gotta watch your bread, gotta watch your mans
if i see him stick his hand out tryna reach then i’ma bust his head
i made a k!llin’ off that green and i’ll touch the red
i made a livin’ off them fiends and i’ll cut the meds
me and brodie bust open a bag, it’s a quarter m
i heard lil’ doggy talkin’ to the pigs, we finna slaughter him
i had the molly bouncin’ off the walls, it ain’t a f_ckin’ gym
but i was f_ckin’ with that dog in the jungle gym
and you ain’t never had no bag, you a f_ckin’ simp
i was hittin’ the white, sellin’ the girl like i’m a f_ckin’ pimp
we caught that n_gga at—he got a f_ckin’ limp
and everybody know doggy ain’t cut, so they don’t f_ck with him
b_tch, i grew up thoroughbred, really cut dope so they lovin’ him
i know you mad you cut into your b_tch like why you f_cking him?
b_tch, i’m top shotta, i keep a big rottweiler and you irrelevant
don dada, they know who the top scholar with the sellin’ sh_t
[?], fendi, louis, prada, she’d f_ck me if she celibate
they asked me how i overlapped the courts, b_tch, i’m excellin’ it
my fit plug said overtaxed the bag while he was sellin’ it
i just hit a jugg and send ’em off and wrote an exodus
why you talkin’ ’bout the mile? don’t know where exit is
we on the 8, we posted on the west and moody on the way
throw me a half_pound of dog food, i’ll get it off today
i just k!lled a n_gga at work, ain’t gettin’ off today
i grew up at a young age, seen it all at eight
i know i ain’t in the right, the ods high, i done made mistakes
you gotta watch them new n_ggas around you, wanna take your place
you boys’d take four thousand if i leave you ’round a hundred k
you a rat, n_gga
[chorus]
you are not the mafia
you ain’t never lived the sh_t you rap, n0body vouch for you
you could never add up what i count, go do algebra
i had girly in the crib breakin’ down weed, doin’ calculus
[verse 2]
we was posted up where the opps be ’cause we was scoutin’ it
this sh_t’ll really blow your mind, you can’t amount to this
and they ain’t see me comin’ out the blue, that’s an astonishment
i just gotta wear the two trap medals, i’m astonishing
i was in the field posted with gang while you was gossipin’
bro just chucked a brick or two of fent’, i was allowing it
’cause i wanna see the fiend od so they be houndin’ me
but i turned my trap on off for a week ’cause they be houndin’ me
but it’s straight, i made a million off her
i’m finna sell my trap phone, i got a million offers
’cause it ain’t even ’bout the pape’, bro, i can get it off you
i got a monkey on my back, somebody get him off me
[chorus]
you are not the mafia
you ain’t never lived the sh_t you rap, n0body vouch for you
you could never add up what i count, go do algebra
i had girly in the crib breakin’ down weed, doin’ calculus
you are not the mafia
you ain’t never lived the sh_t you rap, n0body vouch for you
you could never add up what i count, go do algebra
i had girly in the crib breakin’ down weed, doin’ calculus
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