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bandgang javar & bandgang biggs - full circle lyrics

[intro]
(okay, kmoney)

[chorus: bandgang javar]
we got ar in the back, ring cameras in the crib
i suggest you rob a different house if n+ggas wanna live
used to watch my mama cryin’ at the table over bills
full circle, i done gave her a thousand hundred dollar bills
you be in the metaverse, i be in the streets for real
by seventeen, i was three hundred k away from havin’ m’s
your favorite rapper ain’t had sh+t until he got his record deal
label offered us a hundred, they don’t f+ck with us for real
i got cards that cost more than that, be for real
but like i said, the feds watchin’ me, gotta chill
my last case, was facin’ thirty, did two, got a steal
that’s what happen when you lawyer up and n0body squeal
i did more for n+ggas than they daddies ever did
they still askin’ me to help ’em find a bag like it’s hid
i don’t respect n+ggas that don’t take care of they kids
i seen his son shoes when i was at his bm crib

[verse 2: the godfather]
i’m in the trap baggin’ up, i get it how i live
pulled up foreign coupe, drop the top, laughin’ to them m’s
i’m a pops to these lil’ n+ggas, i treat ’em like my kids
my lil’ n+ggas bodied up, just put a switchy on the fin
get a bag, get it gone in a hurry
sh+t, i woke up at 10 and poured an eight by 12:30
he ain’t die off the first shot, the third one was a birdie
i’m really with the murder gang, shootin’ like i’m curry
[verse 3: bandgang biggs]
b+tch n+gga, you a snitch n+gga, i’m a rich n+gga
chopper doin’ trampoline tricks, this b+tch flip n+ggas
them youngins called like i got— what you got for him?
i’m like, “sh+t, for dog, i got a hundred, get on top of him”
if you need bricks, we got them
if you need pints, we got them
singin’ to the work like rakim
if you need spots, we got them
we’d hit your block with hot sh+t
you better not like your dough, we locksmiths

[verse 4: shredgang mone]
got a drum on the glock kit (yeah)
clutch time, i shoot the glizzy just like i’m stockton
head tap his ass with four+five, he gon’ drop dead
take the hook on one, this new striker a drop benz
drop the ski and add a n+gga to the score
when i shoot this new fin, i’ma send him with his bros
hit the lights, all you seen was the door slide (yeah)
feel like the ghostbusters with this ghost glock
brick of blues lookiin’ like i’m sellin’ fentanyl
came from them funnel cakes, i’ve been gettin’ off (i’ve been gettin’ off)
a n+gga playin’ ’round with dots, we still slidin’ (yeah)
push the b+tton on him, ain’t have to pay a deposit, shred

- bandgang javar bandgang biggs lyrics

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