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bandgang javar & bandgang biggs - the rules lyrics

[intro: bandgang paid will]
(rush murda)
r.i.p
dada
winnin’ (rip dada winnin’, n+gga)
p+ssy (money)
untouchable (untouchable, n+gga)
ayy

[verse 1: bandgang paid will]
you in the game, but you ballin’ like eric snow (eric snow)
hood on flames, so i’m in the o (i’m just waitin’, n+gga)
word around town paid be movin’ ‘bows
probably got your sh+t from me and you ain’t even know (you ain’t even know)
took two trips, made a twenty strip
turned my first band into ten on some juggin’ sh+t
just switched it up on a n+gga, send some other sh+t
low+key as h+ll, now a n+gga ’bout to double this (yup)
good with twos, any n+gga need a quick fix
tay came home off the road, poured a thick six
my look sloppy, but don’t worry, it’s that chick, b+tch
plug speak spanish, so i went and got a mixed b+tch (n+gga)
cuz plugged with the dog, no pits, b+tch
laser on the stick, ain’t no way i’m ’bout to miss this
that bag changed a n+gga life, i’m talkin’ real quick (yeah)
stick to the script and i’ma end up bein’ real rich (real rich, n+gga)
[chorus: bandgang paid will]
real sh+t, you know the rules when you up
stack that sh+t, ain’t no checkin’ on a sl+t
i ain’t braggin’, but my n+ggas ears up
what i spent in a day, your n+gga made in a month
ayy, you know the rules when you up
stack that sh+t, ain’t no checkin’ on a sl+t
i ain’t braggin’, but my n+ggas ears up
what i spent in a day, your n+gga made in a month

[verse 2: bandgang javar]
have the m’s on gta, not sh+t in real life
bein’ broke scared me, your bank account [?]
y’all n+ggas be talkin’ me to death, ain’t on sh+t in real life
you postin’ your mans’ cheese, you might as well bought fake lights
i know why n+ggas broke, you gotta put in leg work
you like that guy on spongebob that always got his legs hurt
rose been runnin’ that sh+t up for so long his legs hurt
bandgang done blessed so many hoes, should have they own church

[verse 3: bandgang masoe]
i ain’t trickin’ on you hoes, i’d rather spit on you hoes
when i say i need jeans, i ain’t shoppin’ for clothes
this sh+t look like player’s club, everybody got a pole
thought he was real, n+gga took a deal and told
you know the rules, they get you in that room, never fold
just landed in san fran with sixty rapid clothes
his sh+t you n+ggas save, i done spent that sh+t on ‘bows (dummy)
stackin’ this sh+t up, ain’t spendin’ sh+t on a ho, n+gga (money)
[chorus: bandgang paid will]
real sh+t, you know the rules when you up
stack that sh+t, ain’t no checkin’ on a sl+t
i ain’t braggin’, but my n+ggas ears up
what i spent in a day, your n+gga made in a month
ayy, you know the rules when you up
stack that sh+t, ain’t no checkin’ on a sl+t
i ain’t braggin’, but my n+ggas ears up
what i spent in a day, your n+gga made in a month

[verse 4: bandgang lonnie bands]
ayy, run it up to f+ck it up
i just blew another million ’cause that sh+t is not enough
huh, rose plugged that money counter up, naw, f+ck that
i’m tryna f+ck the pape’ up with my thumbs, yeah (ayy)
pockets on the clump side
done popped more rubber bands than your rusty+ass bumps
b+tch, we take down every time, like, n+gga, f+ck a punt
got y’all n+ggas on that punch time, the king of the dump

[verse 5: bandgang biggs]
when they in the bronx catchin’ plays, i was swervin’
i ain’t really tryna talk to y’all, n+ggas make me nervous
b+tches on my phone call me dada like gerber
whipped the chicken in the pot, this sh+t spit up like i burned it
my n+gga hit my line, want fifty, he on curtis
my phone doin’ numbers, your sh+t slower than a tortoise
pull up sh+tty, k!ll the parking lot, it’s like i’m purgin’
i’m the only one that ever drive this coupe, this b+tch a virgin
got bandanas wrapped around the chopper like a turban
hit him up and wash it down with bleach and dish detergent
your b+tch asked me where we goin’? i took her on an excursion
when the ‘bows touched down, we hit a two+point conversion, n+gga

- bandgang javar bandgang biggs lyrics

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