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banks da bully - 50 rounds lyrics

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banks banks banks bully! gllttt

banks da bully for ever lit yall man
yall know how im coming man
time for me to talk my sh-t

gang! gang! gang!

chorus

f-ck is you saying we do this for real
im catching a k!ll when im totting the steal
up in the sprinter with 3 to 4 hitters
run down on you n-ggas we do it in slippers

word to my mother they softer then b-tta
get put on a post now his face on the cover
making him suffer we do it on sight
we spin theough ya block dont get caught at the light

2x

f-ck is you saying we do this for real
im catching a k!ll when im totting the steal
up in the sprinter with 3 to 4 hitters
run down on you n-ggas we do it in slippers

word to my mother they softer then b-tta
get put on a post now his face on the cover
making him suffer we do it on sight
we spin through ya block dont get caught at the light

verse 1

look at my ice it look like the winter
give em a shot he turn to a singer
be with the k!llers my n-ggas is sinners
we dumping a check just give me a printer

hit up ya liver get wet like a river
we shoot like the clippers aim high like a zipper
look imma spitter that word to my n-ggas
run up in ya spot like we coming for dinner

call my gorillas the bullets deliver
get hit through the mirror he wet like a swimmer
carry a poker call it a ripper
cut up his body sh-t feel like a splinter

n-ggas be chatting they talking like snitches
catching em slipping get hit in ya fitted
dip off the scene my n-ggas be sprinting
tapping and cl!cking the toaster be kicking

leaving em dripping the 40 be spitting
these n-ggas be tripping until they go missing
stay with a burner aint catching me slipping
squeezing he bleeding he running and limping

always be gripping im grabbing a weapon
they calling me stephon lets teach em a lesson
but wait let me mention im shooting the wesson
red dot like the end of the sentence

clapping a uber im hitting my dab
the punchies aint working we jump out the cab
n-ggas is trash and all of them soft
hands out the windows we letting it off

banks da bully you know how im coming
im really that n-gga these n-ggas be fronting
and look at em running i thought he was tough
put bread on ya head you get sh-t for a buck

chorus

f-ck is is you saying we do this for real
im catching a k!ll when im totting the steal
up in the sprinter with 3 to 4 hitters
run down on you n-ggas we do it in slippers

word to my mother they softer than b-tta
get put on a post now his face on the cover
making him suffer we do it on sight
we spin through ya block dont get caught at the light

2x

f-ck is you saying we do this for real
im catching a k!ll when im totting the steal
up in the sprinter with 3 to 4 hitters
run down on you n-ggas we do it in slippers

word to my mother they softer than b-tta
get put on a post now his face on the cover
making him suffer we do it on sight
we spin through ya block dont get caught at the light

- banks da bully lyrics

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