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bandgang biggs - tf team كلمات الأغنية

[intro: bandgang biggs]
come on, now
(jose the plug)

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
sun out, b_tches got they buns out (ooh)
drop a ten off at fam house, it’s that one route
drop fifty sh_lls through your door, you can’t come out
i don’t chase clout, that sh_t chase me, i can’t run out (at all)
like she protestin’
your b_tch like, “i can’t breathe” (uh)
kids on her, pull my camera out and make her say cheese (yeah)
sippin’ out a dirty sprite, it’s like i hate clean
until i make thirty racks today, the trap i can’t leave
make a movie on your block, it look like jerry shot it
hop out car, i’m in the d, i be like, “yeah, we got him”
pop a bottle, pour it out when this war over
b_tch, i love my whole gang, it’s like we blood brothers

[verse 2: bandgang lonnie bands & bandgang paid will]
[?] eighteen, call it peyton manning
twenty_three for these blues, call ’em marcus camby
better keep your gun c_cked, it’s gon’ come in handy
i keep the flocka flame on me like i came with tammy
who you know did a ticket in the pandemic?
i just been on flip mode like i’m rah digga
we came from biggs’ bas_m_nt, somethin’ like big tilly
i took drug dealers, rich n_ggas, real k!llers
unc’ schooled me ’bout that white girl, that b_tch matilda
he told me, “if i want a bubble, then i gotta hit it”
if your work strong enough, you can hit it twice
i ain’t need a handout, i just needed a vice (ayy)
[verse 3: bandgang paid will]
b_tch, have you ever seen a ticket?
you lookin’ at the plug, not the n_gga in the middle
yeah, i’m that one n_gga, make a lot out of little
dead on arrival, he ain’t make it to the ‘spital
bro only wanna shoot, f_ck around, have to bench you
you can cop a three_five or you can come and get a pickle
n_ggas always name droppin’, actin’ like paid sent ’em
i be up with a dollar, move around, lil’ n_gga (lil’ n_gga)
i’ll take you to the water if you got the right fee
i know n_ggas pushin’ thirty tryna be like p
kick these n_ggas out my kitchen, i be feelin’ like g
my n_gga out in ky, turn me around for kd
f_ck around and get burnt tryna play with my cheese
i got sauce for you boys, but it ain’t goin’ for the free
my n_gga takin’ fed chances, still goin’ to the v
unc’ be choppin’ up bricks, he looked up to bruce lee, n_gga (man)

[verse 4: drego]
b_tch, have you ever seen a ki’?
my main hitter, he don’t sleep, but he layin’ for the cheese
we so tied in, for me, i bet he do it for the free (boy)
the way he shoot that motherf_cker, they should’ve put him in the league
dog, you should’ve put the bag on me (man)
[?] took a lil’ l, i would’ve flipped it in a week (dog)
uh, i had three hundred p’s
but i sent it to nd and it made me fifteen g’s
no cap, b_tch, it’s ’bout the pressure in the streets (boy)
you can’t sleep in the field, them boys’ll knock you off your feet
the only time i’m movin’ slow is when a n_gga slippin’ lean
the only time i get the best of her is when i’m off a bean
huh? so i f_cked her off a clean
i’ma open up the lane and i’ma split it with my team
[outro: drego]
(i’ma open up the lane and i’ma split it with my team)

- bandgang biggs

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