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bcny - no ac lyrics

[intro: bc sean & bc $crilla]
light this sh-t up…
(ayo, bcny)
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
(no ac)
yo, yo, yo look
uh, $crilla

[verse 1: bc $crilla]
what the f-ck is up
baby this your song? f-ck it go on f-ck it up
you ain’t in the mix b-tch i’m finna stir it up
got liquor in your cup then tell the dj turn it up
but, you know i’m smokin’ on big blunts of the green
rollin’ for a month, that’s a big -ss fanta leaf
i’m turnt up off them percs, and them yellow xannys
i pop’em cause i got’em pop’em like some candy
i’m faded outta control my n-gga can’t see
been out here lookin’ for a thot to come in handy
i do this for my squad, do this for my family
i do this for them n-ggas gettin’ scrilla like me
now must i say it again? salute the homey g’zzz
his closet look like nike town free my n-gga flea
if you a dough boy then get it like pc
if you a dough boy then get it like pc
now right back to this heat
n-gga no ac
i’m so fresh, so clean
n-gga f-ck you mean?
i’m wit’ a bad b-tch and her eyebrows on fleek
i heard that on the net don’t even know what that mean
but, i bet that b-tch mean i bet she all of that
see, that’s my trap queen, she whip it, and bring it back
send her to get a bird she flip it, bring chicken back
my n-gga that’s my word everything i spit is facts
(n-gga let’s get it back)

[outro: bc $crilla]
ha no a…c!
lo on the, lo on the scene!

- bcny lyrics

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