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bandhunta izzy - bacc and forth lyrics

[verse 1: bandhunta izzy]
we pull up with four sticks and four thirties
yeah that’s a hundred twenty them hollows
i was just jugging work out in the city
selling them drugs, izzy el chapo
business the motto, no we don’t beef ’bout no broads
that’s some sucker sh-t n-gga
that that buster sh-t n-gga
i should bust your sh-t n-gga
i’m done with this n-gga
bro told me chill but i couldn’t
had to just throw on a hoodie, put on a mask
had to just load up the mac
had to just put on the gloves, cover the tats
first degree murder, really done did it
two-two-threes, they’ll knock off his fitted
taught me i’m wicked, taught me i’m evil
i just say that i was growing up different

[verse 2: bandhunta jugg]
f-ck did i say, we was growing up twisted
got plates in the sink but no food on the dishes
mother seen what i did, got suspicious
i’m sorry ma, i’m tryna run up these digits
we’ll pull up on ’em with the chopper
i got a lot of shooters on my roster
they gon’ say put me in
then they gon’ spend a band like a scene up outta shottas
but i ain’t jamaican, don’t get it mistaken
’cause a n-gga still crazy
all these bands, i’m ’bout to rake in this sh-t for the taking
think i’m gonna need a banker, d-mn
but i don’t trust no bank
so i put them racks up in the mattress
still stacking up like it’s tetris
all them bands, i’m getting profit n-gga, i don’t pay no taxes

[verse 3: bandhunta izzy]
no i don’t pay no taxes, b-tch i was trapping
brrt, phone ringing like a b-tch
look at my face tat, it’s a glock twenty-six, with a thirty in the clip
same glizzy that i got right now
same glizzy that i use on your round
same n-gga on the block from the trap
you the same n-gga from the circus of clowns

[verse 4: bandhunta jugg]
run down on ’em and i’m puttin’ em down
duct tape, better not make a sound
i got a glock seventeen, fifty rounds
yeah, what you talkin’ ’bout now?
n-ggas say they gettin’ money
i came on your block, man that n-gga was bluffing
say, you say you got them hundreds
i’m running down on a n-gga, i’m clutching

[verse 5: bandhunta izzy]
hugo n-gga, b-tch i been a boss
louis belt with my nina ross
henny in me, got me ’bout to spazz
leave me ‘lone ’cause b-tch i’m in my bag
i just be doing my thing, ayy
you should not move in my lane, ayy
got an ar and the k, ayy
sound like the alphabet, ayy, ayy

[verse 6: bandhunta jugg]
sound like the alphabet, ayy, ayy
b, you don’t want to see me
i slide through your block with the d-e
bow, shootin’ like tv

[verse 7: bandhunta izzy]
g, this sh-t is easy
see, clear like hd
b, i sold like eight p’s
ice be so cold like an ac

[verse 8: bandhunta jugg]
can’t you see that n-gga spazzing?
chopper in my hand, you know that i’m blasting
can’t you see that n-ggas rachet?
don’t care your situation, n-gga i’m taxing
’cause i need me a fraction
whatever you making we gon’ start subtracting
i hop out that p-ssy then i hop back
tell lil baby i want it from the back end

[verse 9: bandhunta izzy]
since we talkin’ ’bout math
i’m adding my profit, i flip it, i multiply
i shoot him straight in his eye
that n-gga was smooth, i don’t know how i saw the guy
i keep me a shooter with me
i don’t do no regular, b-tch yeah the shooter with me
i’m really a shorty n-gga
i like my b-tch old, i got me a cougar with me

[outro: bandhunta jugg]
yeah n-gga, f-ck wrong with you dumb -ss n-ggas man
fifty round drum, thirty round drum, hundred round drum in this b-tch right now
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout, sound like a motherf-ckin’ auction in this b-tch, you heard me
baltimore sh-t n-gga

[outro: bandhunta izzy]
yeah yeah yeah, you heard what the f-ck my brother said n-gga
fifty round, thirty round, hundred round n-gga
sound like a motherf-cking auction n-gga
come get what you can afford b-tch -ss n-gga
bandhunta sh-t
really the motherf-ckin’ murder team if you f-ck with us

- bandhunta izzy lyrics

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