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mo band$ - murda lyrics

[chorus: mo band$]
mo bands on the beat that’s a murder (uh)
your b-tch on my d-ck like my burner (uh)
i’m flippin’ the packs, f-ck a turn up
and she bouncin’ that -ss like a worker b-tch
rob who, b-tch i’m perkin’ it
bad b-tch on her birkins sh-t
i break the bread when i’m earnin’ it
my flow clean like i furnish it
bands on a beat that’s a murder (uh)
and your b-tch on my d-ck like my burner (uh)
and i’m flippin’ the packs, f-ck a turn up
and she bouncin’ that -ss like a worker b-tch
rob who, b-tch i’m perkin’ it
bad b-tch on her birkins sh-t
break the bread when i’m earnin’ it
flow clean like i furnish it

[bridge: mo bands$]
i ran it up like a jogger
‘member i didn’t have a dollar (yeah, yeah)
came in the game like i’m crawford
saucy and i am a baller (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: mo band$]
mo block we ballin’
don’t talk hot if you callin’
i’m a youngin and i’m drippin’ and i’m saucin’
i can whip with the left like i’m harden
flex like a full gym
shoutout swiss toolie on me like wit
shoutout slime he’s as real as it get
shoutout gang, i say shoutout the clique
switch it up but i do it so neat
i was broke like a b-m in these streets
now i drip when i step on the scene
makin’ nips, i say shoutout to fiend
n-gg-s sayin’ they my opps (what!)
b-tch n-gg- never heard of you
i fell in love wit’ the guap (bands)
i fell in love wit’ a burner too
you can catch me on the block (wizzy!)
more times we be servin’ you
shawty told me beat it up
lil’ b-tch i’ma murder you

[bridge: mo bands$]
ran it up like a jogger
‘member i didn’t have a dollar (yeah, yeah)
came in the game like i’m crawford
saucy and i am a baller (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: mo band$]
i’m wavy, can’t replace me
hate me and that’s facts
flow cold like the a/c
on a daily i smoke pack
bad b-tch i’ma beat it up while i choke her
gettin’ bread so you know a n-gg- keep the toaster
stay real gotta keep it a hunnid, my culture
you can never ever leave food ’round vultures, n-gg-
get the drip so they c-cky
told that lil’ b-tch i’m saucy
my squad so lit, walahi
it’s 2c6 my posey
n-gg-s they hatin’ on me
n-gg-s they fakin’ on me i say get out my face
i got that toolie on me
i got that thirty on me and i will let it spray
n-gg-s they hatin’ on me
n-gg-s they fakin’ on me i say get out my face
i got that toolie on me
i got that thirty on me and i will let it spray

- mo band lyrics

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