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bandgang lonnie bands & bandgang javar - free money كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: bandgang javar]
you got kid’s meal money, lil boy chicken
got them friendly ass pieces, your sh_t ain’t hitting
told him [?],, he said [?] i made a quick k!lling
that was six months ago, but i keep spending
the feds shut the site down, almost quit scamming
bro gave me the phone [?] could’ve quit rapping
all these lames want a verse, i’ma start taxing
he complaining, clearly, he be on his songs capping
need a doctor’s note, like i called in sick
i just paid a fiend for bands, got his whole script
you be paying hoes to f_ck, make it make sense
i’m finna beat a b_tch to death, for shorting ten cents
i got [?], but you wouldn’t know better
hit them with so much fent_n_l, they like d is better
free [?] and free [?], it be on tether
if you was in [?] shoes, you would’ve gave a whole lecture
[?] my sh_t still hitting
[?] overnight shipping
want my money anyway, why am i tripping?
[?] i got all chicken

[verse 2 ?]
hold on, n_gga, i got [?] b_tches
had two bad b_tches on the pole with it
eh, raised by them old k!llers
walk in your house, lay on your couch chilling
eh, n_gga, shout out my old b_tches
they used to swipe me a 50, and get no chicken
eh, shout out my flint n_ggas
that’s my n_gga jizzle, hundred grams of [?] with [?]
[?] seen [?] that’s an automatic sad n_gga
n_gga make a diss, that’s automatic wack [?]
[?] pack, play with me, you get knocked off
n_gga, that’s a fact
my last ten b_tches that i had, had to bring me racks
b_tch, you really wanna f_ck with me, sell that kitty cat
n_gga, don’t hang around me, if you don’t bust your strap
n_gga, don’t come around me, if you ain’t into that
[verse 3 ?]
the jackboys with me at my shows, n_gga, front back
one wrong move, we gon’ put you where your brother at
got them boes in for two six, like a running back
i put hands and feet to your ass, like a jumping jack
the work, hot greese on the stove, got it jumping back
40 [?] 50, that’s a motherf_cking thundercat
they know we really into that
they can’t get into that
the sh_t is all facts
if i say it, then it’s more than rap
i have your p_ssy ass [?] 20 on your cap
get you knocked off, while i’m at home taking me a nap
all you hear is [?] doors slam, tires scratch
we gon’ laugh about it, yeah, then probably double back
ain’t no [?] we keep winning [?]
b_tch, we on go like ready set
and we retaliate, watch who you be disrespecting

[verse 4 ?]
i’m on that same sh_t, b_tch, i’m still trapping
my fans mad at me, i said i’m done rapping
b_tches on the way, once they done wrapping
[?] way, gon’ have them n_ggas packing
they know i’m heavyweight, i make sh_t happen
i got a lotta chicken, somebody pass a napkin
we them one n_ggas, that make n_ggas vanish
i ain’t saying sh_t, and i don’t know what happen
ain’t nothing basic, i do designer drip
we don’t smoke the same, this exotic sh_t
i’m in a different bag, you can’t copy this
these n_ggas talking loud, but ain’t dropping sh_t
this sh_t a blowout, my n_gga, check the score
but it ain’t over yet, ’cause brodie want some more
free my n_gga stone, my n_gga coming home
if i ain’t into biddy, b_tch, i wanna roll

- bandgang lonnie bands bandgang javar

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