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bandup mikey - double g lyrics

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double g b-tch it stay on my belt b-tch we omertà we never gon tell glock 40 send his -ss straight to h-ll glick its gon bust and it’s ringing like bells free all of my men they ain’t making no bail omertà lil b-tch man we never gon tell if i ever go broke u know ima sell j30 keep a glock in his belt

double g b-tch it stay on my belt b-tch we omertà we never gon tell glock 40 send his -ss straight to h-ll glick its gon bust and it’s ringing like bells free all of my men they ain’t making no bail omertà lil b-tch man we never gon tell if i ever go broke u know ima sell j30 keep a glock in his belt

took a loss gotta get it back got the cheese boutta catch a rat talkin b-tches boy i got a rack f-ck the clout a n-gg- just wanna rap don’t f-ck wit ninas but i love me a mac for my b-tch birthday buy her guns an some mac caught a opp swear that n-gg- do track can’t open my eyes man a n-gg- to smacked

young n-gg- in the club f-ck up the booth and i’m rollin off drugs b-tch on my d-ck why your b-tch on my nut pop a molly now i move like a slug shawdy gunkin p-ss her right to the team no yellow no red man this b-tch is on green b-tches on d-ck when i hop on the scene red bottoms i got blood on my feet

first off i ain’t no rappin n-gg- feds come around like what happened n-gg- got a few clips for dem actin n-gg-s u can get smoked like a pack a swishas trench mob i’m the captain n-gg- call kay that boy blasting n-gg-s owe me money den we tracking n-gg-s owe me money den we blastin triggers

trap n-gg- but i f-ck up the stu heat on my hip b-tch i’ll give u the flu real sh-t im 100 times 2 me an kdawg we gon shoot out the uber i got a glizzy damo got a ruga popped a perc took me back to the future your b-tch want bandup cus she heard that i’m cooler b-tch i’m up next and that ain’t just a rumor

double g b-tch it stay on my belt b-tch we omertà we never gon tell glock 40 send his -ss straight to h-ll glick its gon bust and it’s ringing like bells free all of my men they ain’t making no bail omertà lil b-tch man we never gon tell if i ever go broke u know ima sell j30 keep a glock in his belt



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