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leesta - on gang lyrics

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[intro]
i can’t rock with no b+tch if she ain’t down for me
no, i can’t

[verse]
i got b+tches on my d+ck, they tryna suck, suck
fifty bands, spend it in one night, then go reup for something
geeking off a bean, [?], boy, i’m up for something
my boy got pounds, he [?]
i put twenty+five inside my briefcase
i couldn’t care what she say
spending racks on my feet ’cause i couldn’t go out like no cheapskate
russian girl calling me bae, see bae
she telling me what he say
my bag on relay
my swag, they eat [?]
blowing out her back, i make her sh+t hurt
smoking on this pack
my b+tch got pills, she bounce on [?]
might call my lil’ bro in east atlanta like, “wassup, bro”
my lil’ b+tch cannot [?], she gotta hush up
i make it sing likе usher
finna black on black my benz, let’s go
whеre’s yo’ b+tch? she came to suck me right after the show
i put a attic on my patek, that sh+t exposed
and i just extended the benz truck, now it got six doors
my big brother kick doors
talk down, you get lint rolled
f+cking on his b+tch, i’ma make her touch her big toes
smoking, i’m blowing big ‘dro
lotta b+tches tryna expose
billboard shooters, guarantee they make a hit, bro
my prada’s got the velcro



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