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ρromi$e - hunned banz lyrics

[intro]
aye, yeah
aye, aye, yeah
aye, aye, yeah
aye, aye, yeah
aye, aye, yeah
aye, aye, yeah
aye, aye, yeah
yeah

[chorus]
can you get as high as me now, got a hunned bandz
stack it up, take it to the roof, call me sandman
wake up in the morning, brush my t++th, feelin’ like the man
i don’t mean to flex on you b+tch, but is that your friend
gotta choose between the lambo and the coupe (skrrt)
i’ma take the benz (skrrt)
whipping fast, think i’m zoomin’ in this b+tch (skrrt)
i don’t need no friеnds (skrrt)
motherf+ckers talk a lot of f+ckin’ sh+t, but they don’t undеrstand
had to chase this sh+t, i did it on my own, now i ain’t going back
[verse 1]
why you talking sh+t, for a b+tch who don’t know how to act
please just act yo scale, little hoe you need to relax
shooting at my gang will start a war, like it’s hijacked
ain’t talking call of duty, don’t you test me, i’ma bust you back
feeling like i’m harden in this b+tch with a dime pack
only smokin’ dope, don’t do no percs, man what the f+ck is that
i just got a latina b+tch with a fat ass
she only want me now, cuz she know i got them big racks
b+tterflies, b+tterflies, i’m just tryna make it last
ballin’ like i’m luka, pulling up, feeling like a mav
shut your eyes, shut your eyes, baby d+mn i’m comin back
beat a n+ggas ass, do it quick, call it time attack

[chorus]
can you get as high as me now, got a hunned bandz
stack it up, take it to the roof, call me sandman
wake up in the morning, brush my t++th, feelin’ like the man
i don’t mean to flex on you b+tch, but is that your friend
gotta choose between the lambo and the coupe (skrrt)
i’ma take the benz (skrrt)
whipping fast, think i’m zoomin’ in this b+tch (skrrt)
i don’t need no friends (skrrt)
motherf+ckers talk a lot of f+ckin’ sh+t, but they don’t understand
had to chase this sh+t, i did it on my own, now i ain’t going back
[verse 2]
(yeah) nah i ain’t going back
these n+ggas know i am a legend, i swear that sh+t’s a fact (yeah)
i got these thotties on my d+ck, they know i’m gettin’ racks (yeah)
i got a hunned bands, you know that sh+t a stack
feel like i’m trippie redd with a mp5 aiming at yo back (boom, boom)
n+gga where’s my crown, i’m on the top you cannot cap
feel like trevor lawrence when i’m on the beat, ballin’ like a jag
why you dissing that? (yeah, yeah)
i swear you really mad (yeah, yeah)
i think my love is lost (uh, oh)
don’t know which way to go (oh no)
shorty know she really bad (yeah, yeah)
but she know she do the most (woah, woah)
chillin with the gang (yeah)
i think let’s have a toast (come on)
i’ma be okay (okay)
i know that sh+t fasho (fasho)

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