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nb bankz - eighth! lyrics

(intro)
roll up another one jay
come get this sh+t

(verse)
roll ’em up in my blunt
not a switch b+tch
thot on my d+ck askin’ for bread like it’s christmas
glocks and [?] all these thots imma dismiss
roll a eight now i’m seein’ h+lla [?]
i just woke up to a band on my back
sayin’ green if you touch me imma see red
pourin’ lean in my double cup might leave me dead
i can’t f+ck with no stupid hoe
all these b+tches act
i can’t f+ck with no fake boy
claimin’ he my friend
b+tch, i’m still with my day ones
ridin’ till the end
put a switch up on a glock like p. beverley it defend
there a gun in my pocket but i don’t like to prеtend
oh sh+t, i might bend in a benz ho’
i just likе gettin’ to the cash f+ck a tran ho’
stop d+ck ridin’ thats what i recommend ho’
you ain’t gettin’ sh+t, what you think imma send ho’?
b+tch, on top like a red light
i ain’t tryna f+ck, you gon’ still give me head, right?
shoot him through the dark ’cause my choppa got headlights
[?] his whole body, like a white boy with head lice
(ew, bop bop b+bop)
they like [?] where you lookin’ ‘side my double cup with wock
big beamer filled with 100’s, but i ain’t gon’ drop the top
yo’ b+tch tryna find the flash, no but, jesus, she’s a thot
yo’ b+tch tryna get some cash outta me but she is not
yo’ b+tch don’t believe in god so in h+ll she gon’ rot (d+mn)

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