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bando kd – faces lyrics

[intro: bando kd]
ayy, go
mask on, got me feelin’ like i’m jason, n+gga
the b+tch you love, i be f+ckin’, you be chasin’, n+gga
n+ggas scared when we pop out, b+tch, we don’t—, ayy

[verse 1: bando kd]
high+speed music, let’s take ’em on a chase
i be d+gg+n’ this lil’ b+tch, got me f+ckin’ up the brakes
n+ggas mad about that one sh+t, we got back for baby tae
green beam, red beam, put this b+tch all in your face
now let’s talk about these dead n+ggas, somewhere outer sp+ce
we catch a body everywhere we go, you better play it safe
for douwey 4, i just poured a four, now he in my drank
you got your brother with you, how the f+ck y’all die in the same place?
i was out here poppin’ sh+t up, it was me and baby dre
goin’ back+to+back on drills, we just picked up baby k
let’s grab the drac’, die y quick to strip a n+gga out his j

[verse 2: mblock die y]
huh? what? brr, huh? brr
please don’t make me act a fool, i’ll let this b+tch off in your face
please don’t try to duck and run, i’ll shoot this b+tch all through the gate
call a blitz, we gon’ hit a n+gga and stand all in his sh+t
he’s a b+tch, i just took a n+gga and walked off with his sh+t
he’s a snitch, he just told on ’em to get up out that b+tch
i’ma glitch, i’ma walk him down and hit him in his sh+t
you ain’t gotta drop my window, just know i’m bouncin’ out that b+tch
heard you front about them bodies just to be up in the mix
you’s a b+tch, he say he from what? treat him like a fan
if he get treated like a opp, then he get hit with gens
bullet hit him and his homie ’cause i blew that fan
this arp gon’ jump and jerk, but it’s gon’ hit his chin
i heard about them bodies, you ain’t really k!ll that man
we pulled up on them n+ggas, started playin’ “k!ller man”
and, b+tch, i’m super lit, i’m tryna f+ck you with your friend
and once i get the coochie, then i pass it to my mans, brr
[verse 3: kcmoney]
i be masked up like freddy
split his sh+t, we see spaghetti
n+ggas died up on this drift
arp, i hit the switch
rapid fire when it spit
n+ggas died behind this sh+t
how y’all claimin’ our work?
they whole block d+mn near tellin’
we done gave they ass the belt
walk through that b+tch broad day with choppers out like, “who first?”
they did shawn ass the worst, but ain’t do shirt but make a shirt
we be terrorizin’ n+ggas, we blame god for puttin’ ’em on this earth
call, we in that ‘lac, that same car that put your brother up
arp hold sixty, we outside tryna get busy
n+ggas scared to come around, we into it with the whole city

[outro: mblock die y]
punch me in, punch me in
let me hear that b+tch

- bando kd lyrics

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