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pabs gp - pabs - bounty lyrics

[intro]
(aye fireman, that’s fire man)

[verse 1]
gp, i get cash, now she wanna smash like i dropped my telephone
i love me a l!ck with cash, rise me if you’re talking loud like megaphone
w+whole batch like gregg’s, either work in a team or we’re making that bread alone
and her ex is a bum like +n+l, that hoe’s in a bagel, that n+gga ain’t gettin’ dough (mmtch)
i hate when a gyal wan dish, she wearin’ them dunks in her birthday pics
me and bro don’t care bout’ birthday sh+t, o+one got slapped tryna’ celebrate his
i love when ++++ keeps givin’ me verbs, like a girl woke up, he a moaning b+tch
and the way bro hopped out, rising up that heat, nah bro, this ain’t no moaning sh+t

[chorus]
coco went, in, out, like bounty
why?
cah’ she know that my bread from county lines
she thinking she hot, gotta tell her she’s not
cah’ the only thing hot round her is my line
ain’t sugarhill, oy, oy
did they come to the block, take snaps and lie?
and when they’re sighted by one of my guys, i put it on jugg they’ll run for their life

[verse 2]
she don’t know when the income froze
h+lla racks in my nike tech pocket, i got 8 bills in my moncler coat
and my bro got the windiest weather in cold, that nearly got 10/10 blows
10 past 10 in the 10 on my own, just beat me a 10 gotta fly one o
i’m the skinniest yute on the block, so it don’t phase me if the gyal want bone
have you ever+, on your next man just cos you don’t like the bass in his tone
and i didn’t wanna answer the phone late night, and i hate when my main one moans (mmtch)
when i talk bout’ drills i ain’t bringing no corn, try pull up and bang, gun jammed like [?] tallers, i ain’t used to dis (no we aren’t)
try do it up close, rusty didn’t blow, so p+ssed i ain’t shoot the kid
got the prof on a box, i ain’t spending a lot, lil bro i ain’t new to dis
talk guns gotta use them sticks, now i’m out on the l tryna oot them kids
you ain’t got the heat, but the weather the the same, cah’ i’m making it rain gotta juice the chid (ching, ching)
[chorus]
coco went, in, out, like bounty
why?
cah’ she know that my bread from county lines
she thinking she hot, gotta tell her she’s not
cah’ the only thing hot round her is my line
ain’t sugarhill, oy, oy
did they come to the block, take snaps and lie?
and when they’re sighted by one of my guys, i put it on jugg they’ll run for their life

[outro]
(coco went, in, out, like bounty)
(why?)
(cah’ she know that my bread from county lines)
(she thinkin’ she hot, gotta tell her she’s not)
(cah’ the only thing hot round her is my line)
(ain’t sugarhill, oy, oy)
(did they come to the block, take snaps and lie?)
(and when they’re sighted by one of my guys, i put it on jugg they’ll run for their life)

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