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ak bandamont - trap rally كلمات أغنية

[intro]
ak bandamont, n_gga, i get bands a lot, n_gga
you know that

[verse]
f_ck the fame, i’m out here tryna get my cheese up
ain’t double your rap check, spent a challie on a reup
ah, i power cooked fake ice and let it freeze up
you served the whole city, ain’t throw a rally when they see us
you deep ridin’ all black, know it’s bodies drop on each one
i f_ck the bms that wasn’t lyin’, now they street sons
i knocked my new b_tch son out, he asked for three ones
had to slow down on cuttin’ dope, they couldn’t keep up
me and my two p_wned his check drop, we the bank stooges
my dog thrеw me ten b_lls in the back, i’m finna babе ruth it
hit the bank and less mallo with ten, i feel like frank lucas
hit a cpn, get a bad b_tch, send her in k jeweler
shoot a thousand shots in one minute, that’s a hundred k’s
can make a hundred thousand in ten minutes, i wasn’t f_ckin’ bape
finna go and k!ll ’cause they just sent my n_gga to an early grave
walk in the 8, put pillow on your face, he died early safe
sh_t, now i’m alkalized
finna drop two opps, i’m headed out of town, i need an alibi
[?] like when your mom client
they called when i was cuttin’, i’m out here servin’ out in [?]
my arab’s choppin’ heads up, they streams, now a b_tch a razors
got ten of my own hoes workin’ together, that’s partic_p_tion
this cop tried to jump out gang on gang, now he live insane
do a hundred miles per hour fightin’ down each, i think the itch a ranking
i think the engine breaking
i push the gas r_t_rded, go cash my trap check twice, shootin’ some dice and copped an aston martin
my b_tch eatin’, want new shoes on the first, that’s like askin’ martin
i can shoot three choppers ridin’ a chopper, should i grab a harley?
you get a monthly check, you got a weed, you be trappin’ hardly
i said i’m breakin’ hard at the boss table, b_tch, i’m baggin’ broccoli
you sit around these hoes, tellin’ false fables, ain’t n0body shot him
b_tch, that lil’ n_gga broke than a b_tch, that’s n0body problem
won’t hit gramz ’cause safe a cheap light
i’ll pop you out for talkin’ to me dumb, you better be wise
i popped three percs and looked up at this b_tch and i saw three eyes
but i ain’t panic, i d_mn near blacked out twice, i think i see god
i love f_ckin’ with hit that take a two, you wanna see why?
’cause you can take the extras, bring it to life, [?] revive
i can only sip a four, every time i buy it, got codeine problems
that sh_t really addicted, remember a n_gga with no lean died
that boy with withdrawls
ain’t no sellin’ out this pint, i dropped two fives, it’s d_mn near ten off
my white fiend went up to buy a fight perc 30s, sippin’ [?]
i heard he cracked the whip, two hours later, it took his rear off
i got no plans, [?] fastest in the party, this ain’t beer pong
i’m f_ckin’ with the dog, i call him tyson, he bite ears off
i’m only twenty, you n_ggas goin’ on forty, how y’all years off?
i up a twenty in the hood, like i’m here, y’all

- ak bandamont

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