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bizzy banks - unruly lyrics

[intro: bizzy banks & leeky g bando]
grrah+grrah, boom, grrah+grrah
(dxnny, you made this?)
grrah, grrah, grrah
(hm1, this goes crazy)
get money
bizzy
uh (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
that structure

[verse 1: bizzy banks]
if you my b+tch, gotta love me for me (me, like)
you my brother, then love me for free
i’m gettin’ money, stop botherin’ me
i put on for this sh+t, so they targetin’ me (targetin’ me)
uh, it’s about honor to me
gotta step more than once to be stompin’ with me
it take more than a hundred to bargain with me
and i’m chargin’ fifteen if you want me on beats (facts)

[verse 2: bizzy banks and leeky g bando]
and i’m still spinnin’ (still spinnin’)
i took a l but we still winnin’ (still winnin’, like)
and we still sinnin’
gotta focus up, i’m the meal ticket (grrah, grrah, like)
ain’t no sympathy, i read psalms 23 for my enemies (uh, b+tch)
energy, i can’t let them f+ck up my energy (at all)
[verse 3: leeky g bando]
i came in the game with a different mentality (on bro)
you think you a shooter? come back to reality (reality, like)
we liftin’ his soul, we take away gravity (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
uh, like (rrah+rrah)
big leeky g, i’m a big stepper
it’s louis v, gallery, fendi, or prada
spend fifty on drip, treat fifty like nada (nada)
spent twenty on clothes, treat twenty like nada

[verse 4: bizzy banks & leeky g bando]
you know twenty ain’t sh+t, we spent eighty on zaza (zaza)
backdoor pack, got us like “ah+ha” (ah+ha)
d+ck in her mouth, you know i love the matha (like)
get ’em lined by my favorite baba
they was droppin’ g’s and i was watchin’ shottas
f+ck b+tch up, i’m like mad max
when we drillin’, no feelings attached (at all, grrah, grrah, grrah)
all them drugs got you feelin’ like that (like, what?)
oh, they tryna tweak? i might pop me a bean right now
got a thirty, a glock, and a beam right now (yeah)
said i’m movin’ slow, i’m off lean right now
so sh+t is not what it seem right now, like (b+tch)

[verse 5: leeky g bando & bizzy banks]
what you sayin’?
we been fightin’ demons, been sayin’ my prayers (on bro)
b+tch wanna leave me, i’m never gon’ chase her (what?)
i’m off the ‘migos, i don’t need a chaser (like)
i got a g, but i took off the laser
feel like i’m bando jordan, that’s a savior
when it come to the style, b+tch, i feel like the mayor (jordan)
b+tch really lyin’ if she say i paid her (what?)
like, when it come to that path, n+gga, they know who paved it
take a look at my path, b+tch, it look like i made it (that structure)
i bet when they ask, n+ggas know we the greatest
when it come to that bag, n+ggas know who be— uh
yeah (what?)
[verse 6: bizzy banks & leeky g bando]
yeah (yeah)
n+ggas know who be doin’ the most
10k, that’s what i need for a show
i ain’t step in the spot if my shooters can’t go (grrah, grrah)
like, yeah (yeah)
i’ma pop out with n+ggas that throw
you can’t be gang, you ain’t put on for bro (at all)
the opps wanna link, tell ’em send me the lo’ (let’s link up)
yeah (yeah)
i get dirty in dior, gucci, and louis (louis)
i just want the head, you can keep that lil’ coochie (uh)
i called her a leg, but she said she a smoochie
like, uh, they know that sh+t get unruly
like, they know we still makin’ movies (grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)

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