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sylvy - bang lyrics

put her on the track man
she said she can sing
mm, mm mm
yuhhh yuh yuh

yuh i’m ridin’ wit’ that thang
gotta keep that thang on me i let it bang
yeah i’m sippin’ on that drank
and yeah it might be purple n+gga yeah it might be pink
i’m sippin’ on lean, i pop me a bean
i gotta glock and it came wit’ a beam
i took a zanny then i fell asleep
i start to see dead people in my dreams
i keep a strap
i ain’t gotta put it all up in the video
all of my n+gga hit l!cks cause we into those
i’m in the whip and i’m blowing’ on endo

no kush
catch a n+gga man down man down
catch a n+gga lurkin’ in a bush
b+tch i pull that f+ckin’ chopper out if a n+gga really wanna f+ckin’ touch, if he wanna look
free my n+gga peanut out the cell had to put some money on my n+gga books
ion f+ck wit’ these n+ggas cause these n+ggas fake
i’m in the field, i cut the grass cause all of these n+ggas be snakes
i’m in the kitchen and i’m finna bake
free all my n+ggas all up in the cell and they fighting a case
ion give a f+ck if you k!ll my brother my n+gga i still ain’t gon’ talk to the jakes
you talk to the people
we is not equal
i’m keeping the clip right up on the chopper my n+gga i’m shooting a sequel
and i got the bullets right in the glock my n+gga you know that is lethal
i’m the hood preacher b+tch i’m preaching up on the track
something like the preacher do
i’m just tryna tell n+ggas go get that money
n+ggas being broke n+ggas think that’s funny
n+ggas wanna talk ion really wanna talk but ima talk my sh+t cause that check keep coming
stack on me so my fingers keep on thumbing
my moma and ain’t never raised no ducking dummy
i remember when i used to be bummy
now i’m f+cking b+tches d+ck in they tummy
b+tch
yuh i’m ridin’ wit’ that thang
gotta keep that thang on me i let it bang
yeah i’m sippin’ on that drank
and yeah it might be purple n+gga yeah it might be pink
i’m sippin’ on lean, i pop me a bean
i gotta glock and it came wit’ a beam
i took a xanny then i fell asleep
i start to see dead people in my dreams
i keep a strap
i ain’t gotta put it all up in the video
all of my n+gga hit l!cks cause we into those
i’m in the whip and i’m blowing’ on endo

they don’t really want smoke, they choke
n+ggas can’t get pass me, no code
n+ggas be busy complaining they broke
never had nothin’ had to get it on my own ima get to the cheese n+gga no cheetos
n+ggas be sittin’ ima stand ten toes
just like a chair these b+tches gon fold
uhhh when i’m in yo city ima run it up, run it up
when i’m in yo city ima count it up, count it up
when i get the money ima bag it up, bag it up
just like a movie n+ggas actin’ up, actin’ up
walkin’ in the scene with the money in my pocket
n+ggas be talkin’ but got nothin’ up in they wallet
lookin’ through my third eye not the two up in the socket
once i make the phone call he gon’ pop it like a rocket
drip drip drip like a fountain, no faucet
n+ggas ain’t handlin’ business they flauging
stop all of the nonsense
y’all be busy watchin’ while i’m investing in stocks get the guap, get the profits
b+tch i got the key to the door, be too important, ima run the scene and you know it
can’t f+ck wit’ me if you ain’t focused
and i’m wit’ the team unloaded
got too much power i’m potent
phsswhoo

- sylvy lyrics

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