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bandhunta izzy - i got it lyrics

[intro]
cash money ap
f-ck these rappers n-gg-
goofy n-gg-s talkin’ goofy sh-t
n-gg-s know what the f-ck it is n-gg-

[hook]
i got the gang with me
i got a shooter with me
i got 100 n-gg-s all masked up i don’t know who is with me
i got a savage with me
i got a k!ller with me
i got a problem, i know what it is
my n-gg-s gon’ hit him with me

[verse 1]
i got the gang
i got a shooter
i got a n-gg- thats smokin’ like hookah
i got a 9, 38 special
said he with me and he toting that ruger

[verse 2]
i got a bag, full of that bread
play with me i’ll put a slice on your head
i got a chopper, dont need a doctor
soon as i tap it he’ll take off your legs
i need an apr-n, think i’m a chef
on the stove i got the pot to the left
my mans on the right, watchin’ the window
that ain’t a bar, that was just for your info
i got a gun and i’m callin’ it nyquil
we be puttin’ n-gg-s right to sleep
i got a chopper, that b-tch like a highchair
it be takin’ n-gg-s off they feet
i got a b-tch, the p-ssy was weak
but she was suckin’ like she never had teeth
i got some n-gg-s that said they gon’ k!ll me
i still walk around like i never had beef

i got a problem, with f-ckin’ up commas
to the point that i think i need help
my momma, know i’m bout it like drama
and i stay with the gun by my belt

[verse 3]
i got some n-gg-s, really ’bout drama
80k in the clip like a comma
i got a team, full of them shooters
only steph curry’s that get on my roster
i got the juice, really was drippin
amber alert, that little n-gg- went missing
cup of that drank i be actin’ a fool
n-gg-s told me that i really was trippin’

[verse 4]
pull up on ’em, street sweeper
you say you was in it, i’m knee deeper
your b-tch on my d-ck, you think she a keeper?
my hoodie all black, i’m the grim reaper
blow your lights out like a candle n-gg-
you watchin’ me like i’m a channel n-gg-
mask on my face i feel like a bandit
slide on your block, we be doin’ damage
i got a pistol, it’s like some clippers
i’m a barber, i’m takin’ sh-t off the top
i got a problem, i like the hustle
i’m a trapper, i’m makin’ sh-t off the block
everything that i rock, designer
i been playin’ with guns since a minor
the b-tch that i got, foreign
all my n-gg-s like, where did you find her?

i got 100 n-gg-s all masked up i don’t know who is with me

i got a problem, i know what it is
my n-gg-s gon’ hit him with me

i got 100 n-gg-s all masked up i don’t know who is with me

i got a problem, i know what it is
my n-gg-s gon’ hit him with me

- bandhunta izzy lyrics

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