ak bandamont – building fell 2 lyrics
[intro]
+enrgy made this one+
ak bandamont n+gga
i get bands a lot n+gga
you are what you are in this world (you know that)
that’s either one of two things
you be a somebody or a n0body
[verse]
when i hit the road, i got white stuff in the seat, that’s on the bible
if i make it snow them hoes will be going crazy for a while
if that b+tch say she “don’t feel safe on hittin’ the road” then that should dry you
that lil’ b+tch said she ain’t ever have the stuffs said “you should try too”
shoutout my pops, got 50+90 racks, so that’s my idol
i’ve just seen the trap bust down a whole pound, with my eyes open
i just hit your hood and k!lled like 10 opps, f+ck a rival
you think your n+gga crazy until he need ak, he’s suicidal
i’ve been selling dope legit for a few years, i used a flyer
and why she acting like my name nick cannon? she might ride it
you can’t cut out work and let you do it precise, you entitled
i was in the church not feeling the sh+t they say, f+ck the missal
i’ve been cutting work nonstop, i’m off to eat, i can’t be tired
she keep actin’ stupid so i made her strip, she wear a wire
you gotta know that if you ever try to jank me you a die+er
or [??] to get higher
yeah, she tryna to stay higher
i can make few plays and make 6 bands, i got great buyers
my dog was cooking up dope in the woods, he started a fire
lil f+ck up when i was driving, the wheels fell off, i had to change tires
i got my name higher
made 37 a week, i made 64 before i’m a cane+pire
[?] hit up lean, i ain’t lying
it’s funny when i make songs i talk cash sh+t but i ain’t trying
[??]
up the glock make you give up everything, and make you lay down
just ran through a half pound a couple times, now i need 8 pounds
got [?] to do two times then poured a four but that’s an eight+ounce
sh+t back when it was petty, and made a 50 off a fake ounce
up the glock and she looked dawg two times and made his face bounce
you ever woke up broke and need some cheese so take a day out
had to make a band before i head home, what’s your day count?
yeah, i’m with the mob n+gga
don’t talk about sh+t that you don’t know, you might get lost in it
if you ever see them around just know that’s my n+gga
i got this new fn it’s a stiff work construction it look like [?] builder
don’t ask to front you n+ggas broke as sh+t, you know the spot n+gga
i see you out, ima shoot at you crips as soon as i spot n+ggas
your b+tch gave me neck, you wanna k!ll me i’m a pop n+ggas
i pull it out and put it in her jaw like a popsicle
she be all [?] just tell me who did
this b+tch don’t f+cking care, she tryna to die, she loves to shoot crystal
where my fiene at with the bald head look like [?]
i was tryna stack my bread to the roof, but i need two ceilings
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