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dj bandz & ytb fatt - how much كلمات أغنية

[intro: ytb fatt]
i’m tellin’ you, bruh, it’s like, this just how it’s gon’ be like (dj bandz, aw, man)
you gon’ really see who your real friends are when the smoke just heavy, bruh, you just—
tell a motherf_cker to come through every night
you just gon’ hit the floor, hit back or just get out the way (how much?)
huh, huh, how much? (how much, n_gga? somethin’ you just say, you know, somethin’ you just— you know)
how much? (ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
tell me how much, n_gga? (some n_ggas had stopped comin’ around, i’m tellin’ you i don’t like it)
how much, n_gga? (i’m gettin’ blitzed)
n_gga, how much? (uh)

[verse 1: ytb fatt]
i got— huh, huh, i gotta blitz, n_gga
i’m tellin’ the folks you ain’t came through did, you ain’t even hit sh_t, n_gga
“what kind of music you recordin’, what kinda music you makin’?”
n_gga, i make that kind of music where you hop out and hit ’em, n_gga
say that’s how he promote, makin’ that smackin’ sh_t music got me a million, n_gga
i know a couple n_ggas so high, they don’t even know who out to get them (my smackers)
i know a couple n_ggas so loyal, they still gon’ ride with ’em (foxes)
i know one lady house that be gettin blitzed but she still live in it (my grandma)
back the u_haul in, the loads here, let’s get busy
i just went half on a casamigos and wings, the hoes here (let’s make a toast)
call the driver, get some more bottles, let’s throw a party, n_gga
i’m rich for real, i got mo’ dollars than my followers, n_gga (how much?)

[chorus: ytb fatt]
i know it was off the gp, bruh, but i still gotta gon’ give (how much?)
i gotta give you somethin’, bruh, i gotta, i gotta handle this (n_gga, how much?)
i gotta put somethin’ in your pocket, my n_ggas ass sweep (how much, n_gga? say it, how much, n_gga?)
y’all n_ggas hit sh_t, blitz, don’t test me, go the other way (n_gga, how much you gon’ charge me? don’t tax me, n_gga)
[verse 2: ytb fatt]
ain’t too many n_ggas you can name that’s hotter, n_gga
i just sent a blitz and wanna hear ’em, frrt, aw
i just flew a couple smackers in, all it took was to show ’em a picture
all i did was show ’em your schedule and whereabouts and show ’em how to hit you
let’s get this sh_t done, i got a man gon’ show y’all the city
got a man gon’ show y’all how to maneuver and high_speed them b_tches
n_gga, don’t call my phone for guns or bond money, i’m just payin’ the ticket
n_gga, don’t call my phone if you in the f_ckin’ jailhouse, period (how much?)

- dj bandz ytb fatt

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