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good gas, bandgang lonnie bands & fki 1st - safe to say كلمات الأغنية

[intro: bandgang biggs]
come on, now
(1st done geeked it up)

[verse 1: bandgang biggs & glockboyz teejaee]
back when i was seventeen, i was a demon
whole family had money, i was robbin’ for no reason
ain’t get the bigger picture, i was through this b_tch schemin’
tryna figure any way to get the money, i was fiendin’
school wasn’t for me, i was in that b_tch slackin’
writin’ notes back and forth to the hoes on paper napkins
my best friend was trappin’, my other friends was robbin’
mama was on my eyes, but i was thinkin’, “f_ck college”
remember bein’ out on the block with all my n_ggas shootin’ hoops
while seein’ unc’ and all his n_ggas pullin’ up in different coupes
that sh_t was motivational when none of them b_tches basic
so i thank the hood today, ’cause they the reason i made it (ayy)

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
but ain’t it crazy how i changed?
nowadays, we can’t even chill on the block
it seem like every other day, we out here sendin’ some shots
[?] drac to clean the block like a mop
my dog be tryna spend some money on his wrist, but not a watch
if you one of them n_ggas runnin’ when them guns get to bustin’, you might get dropped
better have your own gun when it go down like young joc, n_gga
head on the swivel, long drive
gotta keep the cannon on me when i’m out, n_ggas be wildin’
free stone neck, and my n_gga biggie christopher wallace
green beam on dev gun, that n_gga got perfect timing
[verse 3: bandgang lonnie bands]
if i’m in the room with a brick, that’s for sure one hundred bands
i’ma feed the team and do that sh_t over again
they gon’ be mad then
after ten more flips, i’m buyin’ the whole gang, drop heads
we like a real_life rock band
my dog got the stick, with the drum on it for the action
and my young dogs hot heads
no internet sh_t, wait ’til they slip, let ’em have it
i heard you want some smoke, okay, we brought the matches
huh, boy, huh, we’ll light up your whip
send a hit while i’m out to eat in calabasas
gotta call you dead, leave the waitress thousand dollar tip
i got two feet in the streets but my head ain’t
tryna take the dirty money to the legal way, huh
i got twenty p’s right now, headin’ on the insterstate
that’s eighty_four racks if it make it safe
huh, hope i don’t get indicted off my next mixtape
i live what i rap, it’s safe to say, huh
rollin’ dice with my life, pray to god i don’t hit a [?]
ain’t hit a six deuce on the eight

[outro]
(1st done geeked it up)

- good gas bandgang lonnie bands fki 1st

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