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yung bans - free lyrics

[intro]
plugg
bans
yeah, ayy, ayy
money so long, ayy
money so long, bans

[chorus]
i don’t know why n-ggas hate on me
flexin’ flexin’ faithfully
all this, d-mn, brought hate on me
b-tch
i just had like fifty k on me, ayy
free band bans, all that sh-t for free (all that sh-t for free)

[verse]
you don’t wanna run it up? then come to me, ayy (plugg)
i be scorin’ like i play for major leagues, b-tch
everywhere i go, they hate on me, ayy (hate on me, ayy)
it’s probably ’cause these b-tches chasin’ me, ayy (ayy)
if it’s designer, that’s just what i need, yeah (that’s just what i need)
my new b-tch designer, ayy, that’s just what i need
i bought this d-mn designer mic, designer, oh, need
me and my potna been in this designer since like o-3
i rock designer, i rock designer
since year like o-3 (plugg)
young n-gga, but they treat me like an o.g
my new dime, that’s just what i caught
that brand new benz, yeah, dont’ make me drop the top (drop the top)
but it’s that finessin’, man i swear that i can’t stop
just goin’ in a foreign, watch me cook it by my watch, ayy
racetrack, racetrack, racetrac, bans (bans)
quick trip, watch me flip a whole pack, ayy
i ran it up, young n-gga runnin’ laps, ayy (ayy)
i’m countin’ up for juggin’ cross the map, bans
shorty, swing my way, why don’t you come my way
i got all the plays, playas can’t get noplace (noplace)
i can’t do none, listen, all these n-ggas hate (plugg)
put codeine in my cup and watch me elevate
bands on the dresser, choppers on the floor
money in the wall, twelves at my front door
b-tches in the crowd goin’ crazy at the show and
n-ggas still hate, ’cause i know just what i know
we play hockey with these n-ggas, think it’s time to score a goal
supreme with the gucci, n-ggas tryna cop my clothes

[refrain]
all that sh-t for free
all that sh-t for free (plugg)
all that sh-t for free
all that sh-t for free (bans)
all that sh-t for free
all that sh-t for free

[outro]
boy, you want a verse, man, that sh-t it ain’t for free (plugg)
if it ain’t ’bout money, then that sh-t it ain’t for me (nah)
all this that on me, man, this sh-t fit good on me
fifty k on me, your b-tch stay on me, ohh, ayy
all up on the boy, i can’t get away (plugg)
i can’t get her off, man, i don’t want the talkin’ (no i don’t)
trust me that my team ready for war, man (bang, bang)
you know that i’m ballin’ on the score, man (score, man)
let’s go, i’m talkin’ suicide doors, yeah, let’s go
sorry, girl, but i cannot be your man
no, ohh-oh

- yung bans lyrics

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