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wavy the kin - bands & bows pt. 1 lyrics

smoke gas feel it in my hands and my toes n-gga
everywhere i go i got them bands or them bows n-gga
big chops, you won’t put your hands on a soul n-gga
step into the water get some sand on your toes n-gga
we can fight it out i got the hands of a grown n-gga
i ain’t feeling hot you keeping hands on your tone n-gga
put some chicken on you, leave some ranch on your bones n-gga
we them same n-ggas probably ran in your home n-gga (facts)
but i’m paid i ain’t ever gotta rob now
i be eating like i’m f-cking with the mob now
pull on her back i like to f-ck her when she hostile
i’m still getting money and i’m f-cking with the dropouts (bow life?)
n-gga you can hate, it won’t hurt my pockets (b-tch)
if you need some ranch you know that i’m the socket (bricks)
i just hustle different you could never knock it
plus my hoes will kiss you for some extra profit (facts)
plus my bros will get you for some extra profit (tax)
young n-gga shoot at you for next to nothing
for that chicken i turn your turky -ss to stuffing
come try me n-gga you know i ain’t bluffin’
you f- you f- you f-f-cking with the king n-gga
tighten up your gloves when you steppin’ in the ring n-gga
even tho’ they skinnies keep that glicy in my jeans n-gga
tighten up your att-tude you f-ckin’ with them mean n-ggas
all 2018 getting money (facts)
you gon’ catch 80 if i’m missing money
i don’t think that you can f-ck my b-tches
cause’ my b-tches love me
i don’t think that you could touch my riches
cause’ that clip is on me
b-tch i feel like stan
cause’ that m-th-f-ckin’ smith is on me
i cut off your hands just for typing up a mention on me (p-ssy)
all these n-ggas p-ssy and i see that (see that)
everything i say you know i mean that
throw away your man, girl your baby dad a reject
i just hit her once, n-gga you can have your fee back

- wavy the kin lyrics

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