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hollywood goonie & bat boy bankie – red dot كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(dj kidd, this a hit for sure)

[chorus: bat boy bankie]
yeah, f_ck what they said (hah, hah)
f_ck what they said (hah)
yeah, ar_15 put a red dot on his head (brrt, brrt, brrt)
yeah, p_ssy n_gga made his bed (yuh, yuh, yuh)
r.i.p., lay him down to rest (bam)
yeah, f_ck what they said (yuh_yuh)
yeah, f_ck what they said (yuh_yuh, yuh, yuh)
yeah, glock 19 put a green dot on his head (brrt, brrt, brrt)
yeah, i’m r_t_rded, i forgot my meds (i’m tellin’ ya, man!)
yeah, rubberband money gang and f_ck the rest (fah, fah), yeah

[verse 1: richyy otto & bat boy bankie]
hundred_round drum, fill it with hollows
i walked in, my n_gga with me, i’m richyy otto
yeah, n_ggas still settin’ the trends these n_ggas follow
ooh, give a f_ck n_gga the flame, i feel like a pyro (brrt, brrt, brrt)
ooh, i’ma wrap my money like, “mommy” (um, um, um)
hmm, b_tch come chew the d_ck like gummy (chew like gummy)
yeah (ooh, brrt), that’s the sound of the drum_y (brrt, baow, pew_pew)
yeah, put one in his head and one in his tummy
yeah, black_on_black like a emo, yeah (say what?)
dress in all_black like a negro (he say what?)
m&p 12, shoot it like free throw (shoot it like free throw)
yeah, don’t trust my n_ggas, they fishy like nemo
[chorus: bat boy bankie]
yeah, f_ck what they said (hah, hah)
f_ck what they said (hah)
yeah, ar_15 put a red dot on his head (brrt, brrt, brrt)
yeah, p_ssy n_gga made his bed (yuh, yuh, yuh)
r.i.p., lay him down to rest (bam)
yeah, f_ck what they said (yuh_yuh)
yeah, f_ck what they said (yuh_yuh, yuh, yuh)
yeah, glock 19 put a green dot on his head (brrt, brrt, brrt)
yeah, i’m r_t_rded, i forgot my meds (i’m tellin’ ya, man!)
yeah, rubberband money gang and f_ck the rest (fah, fah), yeah

[verse 2: richyy otto]
bought a motherf_ckin’ ak, it got a drum in it
they told me to get off the streets but lil’ otto be stuck in it
i hit that lil’ ho right from the back, it got her cummin’ quick
how you say you runnin’ up a sack and you just fumbled it?
baby, is that ass real? come and let me touch it, then
swipin’ all these credit cards, third card let me punch in
i can’t let these lil’ f_ck n_ggas play me, i can’t trust a friend
every time i walk inside a [?] i spend a couple bands
he ain’t never seen a fifty ball, that’s too much for him
if i f_ck a n_gga b_tch i promise he can’t f_ck again
you can ask the opps ’bout otto ’cause they know what’s up with him
if a n_gga say it’s on the floor, you know it’s stuck with him
how you say that you’re ceo and he look kinda fraud
he said that he put me on
this lil’ boy is not a boss
everybody know who run this sh_t, i ain’t gotta talk
everybody know who run this sh_t like i ain’t gotta walk
[chorus: bat boy bankie]
yeah, f_ck what they said (hah, hah)
f_ck what they said (hah)
yeah, ar_15 put a red dot on his head (brrt, brrt, brrt)
yeah, p_ssy n_gga made his bed (yuh, yuh, yuh)
r.i.p., lay him down to rest (bam)
yeah, f_ck what they said (yuh_yuh)
yeah, f_ck what they said (yuh_yuh, yuh, yuh)
yeah, glock 19 put a green dot on his head (brrt, brrt, brrt)
yeah, i’m r_t_rded, i forgot my meds (i’m tellin’ ya, man!)
yeah, rubberband money gang and f_ck the rest (fah, fah)

[verse 3: hollywood goonie]
kickin’ doors at 15 with ar_15s
young hyena in the jungle, i’ll do anything
i ain’t have a og to go under the wing
single mom livin’ in the hood, i had to serve a fiend
real ones do, b_tch i’m ready, i’ll show you what this pistol do (lemme get that)
blackin’ out, smackin’ sh_t, n_gga that’s what that liquor do
k!llin’ n_ggas ’cause i’m mad, i’ma show you what hitler do (what? what?)
my name burnt out in the streets, i hit a l!ck or two
stand over a n_gga, leave his brains on the curb (hrrt)
i ain’t mean to k!ll him, i was geek_er than a nerd
drugs had me out my body so i did him worse
playin’ crazy with the goonie n_gga, that’ll get you murked (brrt, bah, bah, bah, bah)
[chorus: bat boy bankie]
yeah, f_ck what they said (hah, hah)
f_ck what they said (hah)
yeah, ar_15 put a red dot on his head (brrt, brrt, brrt)
yeah, p_ssy n_gga made his bed (yuh, yuh, yuh)
r.i.p., lay him down to rest (bam)
yeah, f_ck what they said (yuh_yuh)
yeah, f_ck what they said (yuh_yuh, yuh, yuh)
yeah, glock 19 put a green dot on his head (brrt, brrt, brrt)
yeah, i’m r_t_rded, i forgot my meds (i’m tellin’ ya, man!)
yeah, rubberband money gang and f_ck the rest (fah, fah), yeah

- hollywood goonie bat boy bankie

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