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ak bandamont - how dis feel كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(i was just playin’, i was just playin’, man)

[verse]
i done did a lot of sh_t and i ain’t stopped yet
your dog goin’ on thirty but he ain’t popped yet
n_gga ran up on me trippin’ and he got stretched
i told her i want fifty for a pint, lil’ girly got less
the b_tch took too long to come outside, lil’ girly got left
i might just jugg her out her band, lil’ girly got bread
and i ain’t give girly the d_ck, but girly got head
b_tch, i really live this sh_t i rap, the more than i said
ha, i mean “the more that i said”
b_tch makin’ me mad, sayin’ get out, the more that she beg
but she’ll stuff a bag up for me, that’s what she said
i just shot the bag and made a twenty at the suitе’s end
i was shakin’ the badge tryna gеt off while you was sleepin’
i just stomped the n_gga out in the field, she a cleat head
i remember sellin’ cut to college kids on the weekend
i ain’t give ’em clean at all, his nose bleedin’
i just jacked him out his sh_t for no reason
i might put lil’ girly in her bag and she a whole diva
i sold her pure dope and a pistol, you could hold either
i just put lil’ dog deep in the dirt, now he know beavers
why the f_ck you roll a dutch? that ain’t no reefer
but i can teach you ’bout that pup, i’m a whole teacher
see me, i bet you run out of luck, ’cause i’ma blow heater
you n_ggas probably p_ssed y’all pants when y’all blow the heater
who really in that field?
really runnin’ n_ggas down, they aimin’ for the k!ll
don’t gotta keep it real
and if you got some extra on that b_tch, you can keep the pill
they sat my doggy down with life, he tell me how it feel
i just f_cked lil’ girly raw, like tell me how it feel
i just hit the cocaine raw, like tell me how it smell
i’m finna press ’em up and vacuum seal ’em, tell me how it sell
i’m finna hit the cocaine raw, tell me how it move
i just gave my lil’ cousin’ the chop, tell me how it shoot
i made a k!lling off the pinks, but i’ll chew a blue
i got a hundred round drum, on me now, look like a hula hoop
i just made this b_tch twist on the d_ck, she did the hula hoop
and if you really up that sh_t, then get that bulletproof
i caught n_gga up close, a n_gga heavy, bro gotta carry you
’cause we gon’ put you in that casket, then bury you
ha, yeah, you know he had it made
this n_gga talkin’ like he grew up trappin’, n_ggas had it made
b_tch, i was really up that sh_t before i had a safe
i was droppin’ checks to hoes account when i ain’t have a bank
it felt good ridin’ that hoopty, we ain’t have a wraith
i was really runnin’ through n_ggas’ cribs when i ain’t have a name
then i seen some n_ggas die, that ain’t average pain
i told my dogs stay out the way, we in a stacking game
i bet we catch a n_gga on they block, they in a lacking game

- ak bandamont

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