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lando bando and the hip hop lab - new era lyrics

[intro: babytron]
yeah, that’s a motherf+cking danny g beat
aye, aye, sh+ttyboyz
d+mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?

[verse 1: stanwill]
aye, thou’ on the kicks, slides with the chip
feel like wayne gretzky, i’ma slide with the stick
i just left enterprise and threw some miles on a whip
i just hit twenty apples, could build a house with these bricks, aye

[verse 2: lil blade]
[?] turn around, could buy a house off this trip
the city too hot, i hit the south with this sh+t
50k in ice with a glock on my hip
tryna reach for my neck and you get popped in yo sh+t

[verse 3: babytron]
yeah, okay
yum yum sauce, garlic b+tter, lobster with the steak
real star, 2021, i’m dropping me a wraith
shoot him in his back, walk him down, pop him in his face
big bows, get ’em flew in, ain’t copping me no eighth
man, who the f+ck is that? stan, grab the k
i’m cam and blade, high as well, i just slammed a eighth
sleeve nash, i ain’t gotta score, i can pass the play
dunking 201s, type of sh+t to make the basket brake
[verse 4: cam dinero]
pushing on the gas, i keep f+cking up the train
yo dirty+ass never counted fifty thousand with yo hands
these is not amiri jeans, i got prada on my pants
when i throw my chains on, the only time i like to dance

[verse 5: lil blade]
got a whip in my pocket and a crib in the stash
a thousand on my belt, you only see it if i sag
they telling me i’m it, i think these hoes playing tag
money on the counter but the bows in the back
lil blade, n+gga, i’m yo weed man weed man
got approve for five lines, i just need the d’s in
you always looking poor, ain’t never got no cheese in
walk up in the club with a dub [?] and them

[verse 6: cam dinero]
i be shooting with no jumper
if i shoot, you a runner
monkey nuts on the bottom, now they calling me a drummer
and i got yo b+tch leaking, somebody call a plumber
always raining in the club, draft me to the thunder

[verse 7: stanwill]
oh sh+t, i forgot my .9
caught a shippy, looked at my phone and forgot my line
in saks, balenciaga shopping, i forgot my size
tripping in store, had to cash it, i forgot my slides
[verse 8: lil blade]
b+tch talking to me crazy, must’ve lost her mind
hit her straight from the back, almost lost her spine
thought she was ’bout to spend a night, told her, “call yo ride”
i ain’t ’bout to walk you out, it’s too cold outside

[verse 9: babytron]
fraudulent activity, probably crack a firewall or something
punch like i’m goku, probably see a fire ball or something
can’t tell you [?] swipe ’em all or nothing
lil’ b+tch done sent a paragraph and typed it all for nothing

[verse 10: cam dinero]
tron finna pass the torch, i ain’t going back and forth
always doing fraud, you would think it was a active sport
all this horsepower, you would think i’m finna smack a porsche
b+tch, i’m finna kick you out the crib, what you laughing for?
all i do is punch this, punch that
ar pistol, hit you from distance, you can’t come back
n+gga, how you scamming? you ain’t never touch one jack
i be steady swiping credit cards, n+gga, f+ck rap

[outro: babytron]
yeah, what up, cam?
what up, blade?
aye, aye, aye, sh+ttyboyz

- lando bando and the hip hop lab lyrics

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