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ak bandamont - grand rapids كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
ak bandamont, n_gga, i get bands a lot, n_gga
you know that

[verse]
ayy, what up with the uppers, your mans cheese sh_t
ayy, what up with the fakin’? we know you fabricate on beats, b_tch
ballin’, she ain’t want on the ‘gram, turn the point now and gave him three cents
might pull up on your slime with a glock 9 and show him three clips
i put in nova time, chop was the job, i’m overeatin’
i might say some sh_t around you, but i’ll hurt you if you ever speakin’
made a k!lling out the trenches, i’m h_llboy, i grew up with demons
i lose my sh_t and firebomb your crib, b_tch, i’m derek jeter
sh_t, i meant vegeta
my dog keep cpns and pulled up on me in a big bimmеr
just cashed my chop check, threw away my whitеs, i’m finna big b it
would pop four percs and hit this b_tch all night, but she be quick grievin’
finna load the pipe, run opp sh_t all night, these n_ggas sleep dreamin’
my dog want me to mix some sh_t for him, i’m finna kris kreme it
i woke up, made dog sh_t, you work a job, you probably whip cleanin’
i just got some sh_t clear as a window, i’m finna whip clean it
you n_ggas goin’ through a drought
i’m a strap dennis, i pistol whipped a n_gga, the barrel hit his mouth
i don’t f_ck with rap n_ggas, you n_ggas bum, just a b_tch with clout
you done got into some sh_t you can’t get out, now it’s a missing child
ran into the county office, done flashed some sh_t, now it’s missing files
can’t interrogate me, spit in your face, b_tch, sit me down
i’m just thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ back to my dogs so i can hit the hound
you n_ggas be talkin’ ’bout sellin’ bricks but you ain’t flipped a pound
oh, you went that way and got shot down, that’s your achievement?
just ’cause you went that way don’t mean you caught up in some street sh_t
i can show you how to turn a slab into a deep dish
you lyin’ in your raps and take it back ’cause you ain’t mean it
i might get indicted for this life, i’ve really seen sh_t
this sh_t i live too deep, i can deep dish slab, that’s kitchen art
can’t be one of you n_ggas who get locked up and think it’s hard
you just do it sloppy and think too fast, you don’t play it smart
you might die if i lace the bar
i was postin’ up shop watchin’ dogs fight on a vacant yard
i got a bad lil’ teller work at chase, sh_t, the bank is ours
my lil’ cousin pulled up to buy a script in a stranger’s car
you tryna scr_p, put you on your back, b_tch, this k don’t spark
to some soap and sold it with a tax, boy, that ain’t no hard
i take a small pop, hit it with an eight, it’s a faygo large
you can end up dead, don’t front your move, better play your card
or i’ll pull it for you
come have a sitdown with me, just bring that pape’, i got a booklet for you
i front this lil’ b_tch head up years ago and i’m still important
blew the whole brains out the times last trip, but she ain’t got no storage
she thought she could change her life, so she moved to georgia
got this one b_tch bent as a model ’cause the pills, she’ll snort ’em
i’ll make a b_tch scream, f_ck melodies, like when you do a chorus
feds hit my block three times this week, had to clear my jordan

- ak bandamont

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