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bandgang javar - klan rally lyrics

[intro: bandgang javar]
band life

[verse 1: bandgang javar & bandgang biggs]
she been askin’ me to spend the night like a month or two
i ain’t sleepin’ over b+tches’ houses, can’t get comfortable
hoes be settin’ n+ggas up, i ain’t goin’, boo
hit in the whip, then i spit, she was gullible
it’s the opps gettin’ on live talkin’ sl!ck for me
when you was gettin’ stumped at the mall, ain’t have that energy
why your mama callin’ coppin’ pleas? ’cause you ain’t wanna beef?
n+ggas b+tches, i should stuff ’em, shoot to tennessee
it be hard to beef when your opps snitchin’
when the feds ask who shot me, i got bad vision
got his addy from a b+tch, i pulled up squintin’
so small, bro, this can’t be where that man livin’ (come on now)

[verse 2: bandgang biggs]
all these hoes know we on your ass, your b+tch uncomfortable
unc’ just got them bricks across the border, he turn one to two
run from who? last n+gga played with biggs, that boy a vegetable
he threw a two, they steady feedin’ his stupid ass tomato soup
i’m in a coupe, that panoramic roof, b+tch, you could see the moon (skrrt)
let’s hit the club, so many ones gon’ flood, b+tch gotta bring a broom
late+night teef, i’m gettin’ a n+gga off this earth by the time it’s june
they like, “what kinda whip he in?” you hear that b+tch go vroom
and now we hidin’ out, scopin’ out the next drop
i’m tryna light some sh+t on fire like a matchbox
jugg office, tell lil’ bro to bring the laptop (yeah)
turn a n+gga head into a faygo, get his top popped
[verse 3: bandgang javar]
gucci joggy and some crocs, we out fl!ckin’ up
been pulled a thick b+tch, she wanna leave with us
two seats in the jag’, got ’em lappin’ up
we get fl!cked, it’s over with, ar in the trunk
jizzle cursed, the opps turned into whole mummies
it ain’t voodoo, .223s make him walk funny
ooh, and i’m supposed to be scared you put ten on me?
i spent that on a chill day, that’s why the hoes love me
good d+ck and heavy pape’ keep my hoes happy
hoes get bitter, f+ck with opps, give up the whole addy
for the right price, og’ll probably backstab me
thirty off+white hoodies deep, we at a klan rally

[verse 4: bandgang biggs]
i can’t stop countin’ up, sh+t make my palms sweaty (yeah)
chopper with the flip+around clip, it make my arm heavy
let it rip, watch n+ggas get to screamin’ like a pep rally (on god)
don’t believe these n+ggas’ raps, b+tch, we war ready
rose just dropped a couple for the addy, watch how quick we at
like poetry night, how quick my n+ggas get to snappin’
we ain’t just rappers, b+tch, we been active (yeah)
like we doin’ secret santa, b+tch, we gift wrappin’ (b+tch, we gift wrappin’, n+gga)

[outro: bandgang biggs]
y’all n+ggas can’t f+ck with us, n+gga, on our worst day, n+gga, let alone our birthdays, n+gga
yeah

- bandgang javar lyrics

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