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jvkc – bangers only lyrics

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[chorus: huntaps]
bangers only that’s the motto
you gon think i won the lotto
make a lane they gon follow
boutta cop a chain tomorrow, all my ex hoes sit in sorrow
how did you get so lit
i think i’ve always just had it
how you make all of these hits
i just whip them up with magic and now i’m living lavish

[verse 1: huntaps]
jvkc the clique and bangers only is what we live
everyday i’m in the booth making sure every track hits
ou oh yeah, f+ck clyde cause now i’m repping athens
they never gave a f+ck bout me so i had to make it happen
in the club with my squad, you can’t get in i’m laughing
b+tches love rappers one pick up line and i’m smashing
these dudes swear they drip but what you wearing ain’t fashion
one more drink and i might be crashing, no capping

[chorus: huntaps]
bangers only that’s the motto
you gon think i won the lotto
make a lane they gon follow
boutta cop a chain tomorrow, all my ex hoes sit in sorrow
how did you get so lit
i think i’ve always just had it
how you make all of these hits
i just whip them up with magic and now i’m living lavish
[verse 2: king prince]
what’s happening
pull up off a perc i’m leaning, i’m tweaking, i’m snapping, i’m crashing, i’m blasting
i throw a fit like a baby, like salad i’m dressing, like salad i’m dressing
she obsessing, i can’t trust no thot i can’t teach her no lessons (stupid thot)
i’m at the club, i’m at the party, she steady checking our section
think your girl wants me to feel her, think your girl wants me to peel her, oou
beat it out the frame, she clean it up while i’m playing 2k
she said babe get off that game i want chick+fil+a
spicy sandwich, waffle fries, lemonade
fat like rozay, fat like rick ross, king prince big boss
water like voss, trae young cross, she a ball hog
she do gawk gawk, she do slop top, she my world, she my rock
jvkc make her woo, up in smoke, rip to pop, let’s go

[chorus: huntaps]
bangers only that’s the motto
you gon think i won the lotto
make a lane they gon follow
boutta cop a chain tomorrow, all my ex hoes sit in sorrow
how did you get so lit
i think i’ve always just had it
how you make all of these hits
i just whip them up with magic and now i’m living lavish
bangers only that’s the motto
make a lane they gon follow



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