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ak bandamont - bandamont world lyrics

[intro]
ak bandamont, n+gga
i get bands a lot, n+gga, you know that
yeah

[verse]
flyin’ in the h+llcat charger, i’ma overk!ll it
shawty got caught slippin’ where he live, i guess they overk!lled him
get a crate to reselect eighteen pints, i’ma quarter fill it
n+ggas talkin’ like they that, but i know more gorillas
couple bl!cks with ’em, thirty shots inside this big pistol
rollin’ up these hitters, perky pack inside this new chinchilla
and if we heard he had a show, then we gon’ shoot the sprinter
catch him close and let the whole clip off, and i’ll do the sprinter
take a loss, i ain’t swim, my inner thoughts keep sayin’, “you a winner”
if he try to throw sl!ck shots, we turnin’ you to dinner
face shots, them bullets ate him up, but ain’t a course with it
my chopper singing, ran a classic verse, don’t got a chorus with it
i caught this n+gga at the store, so i sent shots on him
i’m finna meet up with this ho and put my c+ck on her
she got a pretty face and got a pretty waist, she got shots on her
mini k and i got plenty drac’, and i got pops on me
this fiend like fifty+eight, still doin’ dog, i threw a lot on her
and she don’t spend it nowhere else, i got a lock on her
draco in the box, pull it out quick, don’t got a lock on it
my two fiends arguin’ ’bout the dope, they finna box for it
yeah, if the road was mine, i’m freeing all the lords
you’d probably be somewhere tryna save hoes if the world was yours
you knew you wasn’t real from the jump, what you perpin’ for?
n+ggas buy a bag and get it took, what you servin’ for?
i got fans playin’ my songs all the way in singapore
i’m way ot, lil’ girly said she missed me, she wanna see it more
i’m in the party passin’ out pills, right now it’s bean galore
i’m on the block postin’ up shop, right now i see galore
and n+ggas lookin’ at me wrong, i got a heat for sure
and i don’t tote it for no reason, one bad move and you can see it poor
i know i’m crazy with this rap sh+t
these hoes be shady, most these hoes be crazy with the scap sh+t
vacuum seal the cr+p after you tap it, make a bag flip
lil’ girly hit the crib, we made a movie, you are now an actress
they tryna throw me off my pivot, i am now [?]
girly graduated and started sniffin’ dope, now she a crime addict
talkin’ ’bout “ak, come and save me”, you done made it rappin’
all them nights starvin’, i was scr+ppin’, but i done made it happen
high as h+ll blowin’ opp punchers, now my lungs hurt
that b+tch don’t love you using ham, why do you love her?
two+hundred+somethin’+plus thousand off of features, i’m a hustler
i’m finna make her stuff her cat, but let’s get lunch first
a hundred+twenty+five thousand off one site, i’m doin’ punch work
that b+tch started lookin’ through my phone, i’m finna punch her
i threw it back inside the toilet, but i lost it, i ain’t a plunger
i just sold his b+tch some crack, i did not f+ck her
hundred blues on your head you ever cross me, i did not stutter
pull my gun out at a block party, they heard a big thumper
just bought a whole pint, now it’s a three, i couldn’t stop jugging
my lil’ cousin turned three, called me a b+tch, i told him, “stop cussin'”
this b+tch mad i left her sad, i’m gone, i told her stop fussin’
i’m in the mall, gun fallin’ out my pants, i couldn’t stop clutchin’
i threw brodie, it’s all crack, now he a crack hustler
n+ggas mad they don’t even go outside, they ain’t gon’ stop nothin’

- ak bandamont lyrics

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