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bandanna$aint – send dat drop lyrics

[verse 1: bandanna$ain’t, slump6s]
and my double cup, i can’t stop (yeah)
rats gon’ call the op’ (yeah)
i’m tryna make his momma cry
tell that boy, “send that drop” (yeah)
draco’s in the spot (yeah)
[?]
codeine in my soda, b+tch, don’t know when i’ma stop (yeah)
and these broke boy, mad as f+ck
he don’t got guap, but i got alot (yeah)
i ain’t mean to f+ck yo thot (yeah)
took my pills, i got alot
and my twin just got the drop
finna hit a opp with a red ass dot (yeah)
bandanna in love with the drank
b+tch i’m in houston, sippin’ on wock’ (yeah)
ain’t really got say too much
n+gga talk down, and his ass get shot
huh, sh+t get hot, huh, huh, sh+t get hot (hot as f+ck)
you could catch me in the stu’ or on that block (yeah)
i was just on red today (yeah), i’m sippin’ snot (yeah)
p+ssy n+ggas actin’ like somethin’ they not (yeah, yeah, yеah)

[verse 2: slump6s]
yeah, hey
i paid too much for thesе chrome hearts boots, when i walk in, i ain’t takin’ them off, f+ck
i told my twin, “make a play”, if he throwin’ the pack, then b+tch i’m randy moss, let do it
gang pour a four in the lemonade, hop on the flight then b+tch [?]
stealin’ swag, but he doin’ it wrong
put a bag in them louie vuiton
so many [?], b+tch, i ain’t a father, i’m just a n+gga who influenced them all
so many racks on the d+mn money counter, it’s fallin’ on my pocket, b+tch i’m a boss
so many drugs comin’ over the counter, poppin’ all them, ’til a young n+gga gone
took my lil’ kd inside of the blunt, now a n+gga asian like [?], b+tch
i just went and took the roof off
25 hundred, made that sh+t back off of the rip (woo)
ballin’ hard, y’all n+ggas juco
body for body, everybody drop in this b+tch
my lil’ brother totin’ on them .762’s
shoot at his mike amiri’s, leave him bottomless fit
had to cut that lil’ ho’, i was tired of the b+tch
2020 srt, i’m out of this sh+t (boom, boom)
brother throw the pass like he qb, he throw it and i’m receiver, like he doubted this sh+t
everytime i pop out, i gotta flex on these n+ggas, remember n+ggas use to doubted this sh+t
[?], diamonds and sh+t
stand up on my neck, feel a lake
b+tch we could catch, if you find out, you try me and sh+t
i ain’t sign no money, f+ck a break
[verse 3: osamason]
yeah, bih’
you already know we gon’ post up (bee)
i had the drank, but don’t post none
bet these n+ggas know where i post up
[?] got a switch, get closer
pour up lean, b+tch, drink [?]
hit that lil’ ho’, whip her, toast her
bullets feel like you hit toaster
[?], bih’ just rolled up
[?], know i pulled up
i got+, pfft, pfft, pfft, post up
i been countin’ up [?]
[?], flex ’cause yo b+tch just on
i wake up, count up, have whole lotta s+x
and yo dream b+tch on my neck
c+c+cut him with mag, or i cut him with tec
c+c+cut him with [?]
freaky ass b+tches on my leg
i had a plug, that get the meth
[?], perc’s on deck
i was like, “pull up, just give head, you ain’t even gotta use yo legs”
we gon’ beat yo block, oh yeah
ma+made that lil’ black truck go fast (skrrt, skrrt)
i’m on that lean, i’m gettin’ fat
i pour way more than my dad
we got way to many mag’s
my team known for the toe tag
me and slime go back for back
to much hoes, [?]
that’s me [?]
way to up, way to [?]

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