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bandgang javar - break a b deluxe lyrics

[intro]
banggang
come on p

[verse1: bandgang javar]
this cold b+tch just slid in my dm’s like “what you doin’ boo?”
ice gucci on me all the time, yeah i remember you
she double backin’ ’cause i got more chicken than a pettin’ zoo
i ain’t gon’ be petty, i’ma treat you like my other two
i f+ck then hit her with that “what you bout to get into?”
i ain’t heartless [?] she got a few
and i ain’t stupid, when them fours drop she gotta prove
and i ain’t [?] off that 5k, i gave her two
b+tch put your face on this id, i don’t want new pics
twenty bros, forty common names, you gon’ make ten quick
i can make a b+tch or i can break a b+tch
long as i get paid i don’t care who she f+ck with

[verse 2: babytron]
said that you know how to break a b+tch, just save it for the birds
place a bounty by the 2nd, bro gon’ take it by the 3rd
(f+ck around and die the next day, no head
no face, sh+ttyboyz, dog sh+t militia)
told javar to just deluxe a song, i had to hit the road
sixty days, fifty shows, somewhere in your city blow
f+ck around and stack six hundred jacks up off of fifty pros
cutty in that kitchen, dog fetchin’, but ain’t frisbee throw
bandgang, sh+ttyboyz, that’s always a classic
yeah i grew up in the jungle, but man, i always adapted
bad as h+ll in school, but i always was absent
turned out for the pay, the blue strips, they always attractive
shut the f+ck up, you ain’t been on sh+t since you was born
i wear palm trees [?], you know me, yeah, i’ma do the foreign
syracuse vibes, in new york we got the blues and oranges
balenciaga, paid a f+ckin’ rack, that’s why the shoes enormous
every l i’ve seen it was a lesson, all i know is triumph
all i know is victory, all i know is trophies
all i eat is hundred dollar meals, like all you know is coney
must be f+cked up in the city, must be f+cked up rubbin’ pennies
if it ain’t a supercharger front of it, won’t touch the hemi
if it ain’t a fully switch up on it, i won’t touch the semi
i be sippin’ quagen in the wocky, i can’t touch the remi

- bandgang javar lyrics

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