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zurcash - bangin lyrics

(intro)
what’s up guys aj what’s bumping haha
money on my mind i be stressin’ bout these hunnids
you be stressing bout these+ stressin’ bout these hunnids

(verse 1 zurcash)
money on my mind i can see it when its coming
you be stressing bout these hoes i be stressing bout these hunnids
got it on my own ain’t n0body give me nothing
n+gga i’m my own boss so i don’t take her mans for nothing
give her ass the boot if she doin’ too much buggin’
b+tch said that i ain’t sh+t i swear to got there’s always somethin’
keep my ears closed ’cause these n+ggas that be bluffin’
would’ve thought i did magic i turned nothin’ into somthin’
get it understood ain’t no b+tch that i’m lovin’
hit a took them i dip you the type that’ll cuff me
beefin’ over hoes n+ggas beefin’ over nothin’
put your wallet in a b+tch in a b+tch that i’m trustin’
talkin’ bout some opps n+ggas see em and ain’t do nothing
got a gun just for show you ain’t even finna bust it
told her how it is i ain’t doin all that fussin’
i’ll never sprint a b+tch cause there’s money that i’m l+stin’
i ain’t ever eyein’ catch me boolin on a 7
got a cold thick b+tch brown skin h+lla packin’
say you want the smoke but hidin from the static
n+ggas talkin’ bout a [?] but ain’t never even had it
brodie made a k!llin’ sellin’ work to the adicts
if the feds come through then we throw it in the attict
hunnid round arp f+ck you n+ggas that be actin’
me and dev on the beat and we got this b+tch slappin’
(verse 2, dev dice)
n+ggas finished better throw in the towel
n+gga i really do this sh+t you should have known by now
i might retire i been known for a while
my b+tch thick she got the coldest smile
i think i’m finished hittin’ hoes for now
this b+tch a demon left my soul let ’em out
i swear i feel like the postage i up
when i up the stick i won’t put it down
leave you freezin’ like the snow on the ground
you n+ggas just be blowing smoke in the lounge
these n+ggas b+tches i don’t know what its ’bout
yeah if i gotta shoot a mission i ain’t trippin i’ma go to the south
n+ggas dissing on the bros yeah that wild
but if a n+gga come up missing its gon’ be a minute long ’till he found
i got the gang we up next in this b+tch
all eyes when we step in this b+tch
you already know the issue you ain’t even gotta question this sh+t
at the club walked in and they checkin’ this b+tch
i got a weapon on me
its bad b+tches in my section only
watch the red bottoms you get wacked just for steppin’ on ’em
took a n+gga bl!cky wacked him wit’ it and left it on ’em
see them n+ggas with me not hoes don’t be flexin’ on ’em
it ain’t easy being from my city we be wreckin’ sh+t homie
it get wicked you get left at the county
b+tches runnin’ she got her record broken
she tryna get a ring i ain’t bettin’ on it
its a lot that’s my only testimony

- zurcash lyrics

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