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ybn nickybaandz - stains lyrics

was masked up two deep tryna hit n-gga
and i touched my first band off a b-tch n-gga
twenty seven but you know it got a stick n-gga
bounce out trippin i flip a n-gga whip n-gga
air the party out everybody get low
lil nicky sh-llybo 211 kick tho
its one up top aim high
we dont hit low
any of y’all n-ggas slide through
let the clip go
you n-ggas sick tryna give a b-tch a smooch
i check whats in her purse before i even hit the cooch
strapped up 30 d-ck hang loose
and if lil baby broke she would never get goose
b-tch im nicky with the gl!cky shootin’ 50
i knock a n-gga down with this auto or this semi
its 3 bands on this fit cuz its fendi n-gga
playin’ wit my money guarantee that imma stretch him
this yoppa kick back, make a n-gga sit back
hit lil nahmir tell him n-gga where the l!cks at
sock town i don’t really do it where the six at
b-tch ate the clique n-ggas never shoulda kissed that
n-gga
n-ggas know lil leek got that gleek
watch my cuddy air it out leave a n-gga six deep
red beam compact 30 burning through yo’ meat
glizzy tucked in balmians sweep a n-gga off his feet
n-gga
n-ggas simps i’m that n-gga on that p sh-t
walk up hot wet a n-gga like a seaship
baby know i’m playin her but she won’t leave this
banana clip k, better bet to ben its finna eat sh-t
and i’ll stomp a n-gga out in some red bottoms
sucka n-gga mad cuz his motherf-ckin leg got him
i keep a tool just to work a n-gga out
and this glock got some flame ill burn a n-gga out
this choppa smile back at n-ggas like a goldfish
pull up scared f-ck a n-gga up when its posted
lately i been sendin’ b-tches on the road sh-t
dirty lil hoe strip a n-gga she a cold b-tch
i’m og doin’ shows with my thugs
still a f-ck a n-gga main thing in some uggs
no banana but ill give a n-gga slugs
and i only get sucked
middle finger to a hug
we spin the block
i got range no rover
watch me drip the whole clip
n-gga thats a case over
i let it bust on her face
make over
hot sh-t out the sig n-gga this a flame thrower
i sent the pack, touch down, 5 bands
5 hoes jack me off like i got 5 hands
let them n-ggas slide deep, then i’ll body 5 mans
gl!ck stick in the party, 5 n-ggas 5 hands
and i’m a young boss n-gga
where yo funds at?
red dot hit his chest where his lungs at?
broke b-tch hit my line, dont hit the bump back
since a n-gga trappin these lil b-tches love that
lil nahmir with a 30
let it hang low
hitting l!cks
selling shows
where the bankrolls?
hit chris cause i bet he’ll let that thang blow
pull a skit, double bat, knockin’ with the same pole
b-tch!

- ybn nickybaandz lyrics

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