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ak bandamont - band master lyrics

[intro]
(yeah, baby, you did this one)
ak bandamont, n+gga, i get bands a lot, n+gga, you know that
(yeah, baby, you did this one)

[verse 1]
this n+gga ran up ten robbin’ n+ggas with a glock 9
you n+ggas tryna ride the wave, you better stop trying
i look left and right, one in the head at every stop sign
i’m finna flood you n+ggas’ hood because y’all spot dry
b+tch, i been band havin’
your dog going on thirty, ain’t seen twenty, why your mans rappin’?
i ran up two bands five times this week and got a band platter
b+tch thought i was mean, baby, come meet me, be my fan after

[chrous]
i never met no bad b+tch and can’t i have her
sh+t, be my fan after
my roll too big to thumb through fast, my n+gga, you n+ggas fan faster
catch me runnin’ through y’all stash with a big mac, dog, i’m a band master
i never met no bad b+tch and can’t i have her
sh+t, come be my fan after
my roll too big to thumb through fast, my n+gga, you n+ggas fan faster
i’m runnin’ through your stash with a big mac, dog, i’m a band master

[verse 2]
i planned this sh+t, give me a year, i need a grey phantom
your dog been selling blood to get high off, go get your mans plasma
i was in the house sendin’ at a weird angle and hit him diagonal
he hit the ground, the bullet hit his chest, he screamed, “i got asthma”
my dog pulled up in a supercharged look like a skylander
i sent shots at the opps, but missed ’em all, but hit a bystander
they locked me up and they said ak was there, somebody might change
they show me love now everywhere i go, somebody might panic
i just met this bad lil’ foreign, i’m finna try spanish
i put her on the road, said, “f+ck your family,” now her life damaged
i keep that big b+tch on me, i hit the trap and pulled out nine cannons
twenty+five trap spots across the nation, somethin’ i might manage
i meant by, i was weed dealin’
now i run the spots, bands hit my phone while i’m sleep, chillin’
i woke up out the blue, go make a thousand, then go to sleep with it
i’ma cop the ‘cat and burnout ’til its flat like a steam engine
[chrous]
i never met no bad b+tch and can’t i have her
sh+t, come be my fan after
my roll too big to thumb through fast, my n+gga, that’s why you fan faster
i’m runnin’ through your stash with a big mac, dog, i’m a band master
i never met no bad b+tch and can’t i have her
sh+t, come be my fan after
my roll too big to thumb through fast, my n+gga, that’s why you fan faster
i’m runnin’ through your stash with a big mac, dog, i’m a band master

[verse 3]
i got a stash of blues at least a dub, but i don’t be crippin’
but i roll up on you with sixty shots in my clip and now his feet kickin’
soon as i get that big bag off, i give her three wishes
one of them gon’ come true before the mornin’, come see how livin’
sh+t, i give her three wishes
uh, come see how we livin’
i put half a slab on a big press, i’m finna deep+dish it
if my b+tch find out i hit her sis, it might just be tension

- ak bandamont lyrics

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