
kazea - b.a.n. lyrics
[intro]
uh
i
yo
[chorus]
i said it’s “f+ck that n+++a ’til he dead with this b+tch+ass”
like when he been the [?], he [?] with this b+tch+ass
b+i+c, i’m puttin’ lead in this b+tch+ass
then buy [?] where he wears, hoe, me dread with this b+tch+ass
[verse 1]
that n+++a couldn’t step to me ’cause my shoes bigger
how he 23? still [?] six, you better
n+++a, better pray to god that i don’t see him in the streets
i’ma take his granny wheelchair and then throw it in the sea
this n+++a [?] get sweaty, told a [?] dope dealin’
i’ma go to [?], so i can [?] the [?] in yellow
why his lil’ sister gonna say she missed him yesterday?
i’ma hire, kiss the bully, hurt ’til she graduate
man, i hate that n+++a, put a k on his dead ones
i find out where they buried just to spit on the headstone
i heard it’s [?], i [?] a [?] on a ten
i’ma get his ass a victim when i [?] to the [?}
[chorus]
’cause it’s “f+ck that n+++a ’til he dead with this b+tch+ass”
like when he been the [?], he [?] with this b+tch+ass
b+i+c, i’m puttin’ lead in this b+tch+ass
then buy [?] where he wears, hoe, me dread with this b+tch+ass
[verse 2]
punk+ass, weak+ass, lil’ broke+ass n+++a
i’ma hear your mama crying ’cause i took her n+++a
her [?] got a dots, so he thinkin’ he hard
seen his wit the other day, how you flex in the dark?
but i’ma grant his wishes, open up his red eye
now he changin’ religions, i hit up the cia and get his hook rack addicted
i’ma tell his lil’ cousins, “santa fake” on christmas, i ain’t go get listed
seen him post a new b+tch like he foolin’ with somebody
slid the b+tch in dm and now she wanna look hottie
best believe that he gon’ feel it, tell a dater we’re [?] him
i hit a three or four, [?] given [?]
[chorus]
said it’s “f+ck that n+++a ’til he dead with this b+tch+ass”
like when he been the [?], he [?] with this b+tch+ass
b+i+c, i’m puttin’ lead in this b+tch+ass
then buy [?] where he wears, hoe, me dread with this b+tch+ass
[interlude]
and i’ma also push the granny’s cake
and then, i’ma slash the three of [?]
only three, so insurance don’t cover
[outro]
and i might just been the [?], gettin’ paid with this b+tch+ass
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