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superstar bandman - firearms lyrics

[verse 1: billie d]
clients want styrofoam in the whip flying home
right or wrong gotta spit the truth when i write a song
kinda gone alcohol got a n-gg- high and low
buying blow tying more bands i ain’t dying broke
money bring me woman i don’t wanna die alone
n-gg-s dropping money heavy so i lie with chrome
and i just copped me a chevy imma giant though
i got these manning up cause now they violent bro
hand up in that coochie soaking making finger waves
money made me fly no p-ssengers up on my paper planes
bullets crack a n-gg- like that guy in throwback laker games
dying eyes rolling back this his undertaker phase
the hardest n-gg- in the booth when your girl here
flow so cold it need a sweatshirt aye is earl here
lost some cheese and had got on my grind i had to disappear
then came up with a different plug i know bout to reappear

[hook]
big nine fully loaded clipped mine
spit rhymes tryna blow up like a trip mine
flipping slapping girl like i’m pimping
listen i keep them bags like i’m lipton
(2x)

[bridge]
i’m breaking n-gg-s like a stop sign
your watch shine then it’s my time
now what’s hotter than my rhymes
you the hottest rapper if i gotta pop mine
a n-gg- finna send some shots flying
running with a fully loaded glock nine
why she tryna cuff me when her cop trying
i read n-gg-s and y’all stories what i’m not buying

[verse 2: bandman]
bloa if she jack me that’s the sound that the gun make
cause she finna let me in her walls off of one date
even blind people see the battles i had won
they know i can still win the race even if i run late
monday i always catch you prey like it’s sunday
the money i was adding up i found someway
a fun way for the wolves to get it is the gun play
a done fate if she ever say i need a hun bae
you’d rather stay home or simp son cause you really slow
she ever try steal some cheese from me i let that milli blow
my pencil veinier i write and flex not from philly though
i lean back she get to riding like i popped a wheelie bro
my n-gg- throw up gang signs man he sick of gang banging
pull your rope to pull his self up if your chain swinging
bet you get to snitching heard your mans made the same statement
he gone dash out if i rock a fellow like his name damon

[outro: superstar bandman as billie d, superstar bandman]
“n-gg- uh, uh, you like that?”
-phone rings-
“h-llo. w-ssup? yeah, yeah i’m in studio 29 right now. yeah just tell the receptionist buzz you in. alright.”
“aye man what’s taking you so long to strip the b- what the f-

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