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chrisbandss - please lyrics

[chorus]
like
n+gga please
like walk up, just me and my heat
troopin’ on feet if ion’ got the v
you said you spinnin’ through where? n+gga please
like, and i’m bendin’ through them n+ggas pz
’cause i’m tryna catch me a+
but them n+ggas hide whenever we seek
this sh+t’ll get lit for them n+ggas on b

[verse 1]
clip hold thirty, this sh+t a banana clip
tryna send a n+gga wit’ the ambulance
all that rattin’ they do, i can’t stand for it
i ain’t tossin’ this knock, so i ran wit’ it
if i don’t got it on me he panickin’, ’cause i’ll use my hands to dismantle him
we in the renty, told dg “don’t damage it”
bullets hit him, now that boy a mannequin
bodies be droppin’ like andy’s comin’
sbeezy, that’s family, buzzin’
atm only hand me hunnids
nothing in the f+nny, you bluffin’, like
where them n+ggas at? tryna catch wreck
and we hit them banks to cash checks
lil’ jay and shane on that mission, i hit ’em like “yo you completed that task yet?”
[verse 2]
and b+tches be linin’, can’t go for that
you dumb if you think i’ma fall for that
those typa situations, keep a pole for that
after i hit one time, then i’m over that
and stacks told me he tryna spin, but i’m low on food so it’s fake lookin’ slow for that
they bros get shot, then they throw a tantrum on socials, they gettin’ too old for that
try to walk through my block, you ain’t walkin’ back
cb in the field like a cornerback
i’m not tryna argue wit’ n+ggas, this nina wit’ me the only thing that’s talking back
n+ggas diss then they die, it ain’t addin’ up
and they mentionin’ us, i done had enough
now i think it’s time to turn my savage up
reefy had macked, shoulda sat in the passenger
on the hunt for the opps like a scavenger
if he lack on that block, i’ma clap at him
pg be hawkin’, he don’t wanna pass it up
free bro, they gave him couple calendars
jwetty maneuver the challenger
they know what we do, you don’t wanna challenge us
and we up on the score, so they mad
before we was gettin’ bread they used to laugh at us, like
i’m tryna clap at ’em, but them n+ggas just wanna rap battle
word to bro, them n+ggas is cap rappers
kick him off the team, he a bad apple
like, this ride that we in not for travel, this for spinnin’ on n+ggas who babble
they get hit for they words like scrabble
f+ck mali, got put in the gravel
[chorus]
like
n+gga please
like walk up, just me and my heat
troopin’ on feet if ion’ got the v
you said you spinnin’ through where? n+gga please
like, and i’m bendin’ through them n+ggas pz
’cause i’m tryna catch me a+
but them n+ggas hide whenever we seek
this sh+t’ll get lit for them n+ggas on+
on bro, on bro

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