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letra de bafa pt. 2 - 1kantrm

[intro]:
trammy wammy on a drill beat bro? what is – 2021 crazy bro, oh my god. who decided to put me on… man
come on man, you know – man… if i made part 1 why would i – why would i not make part 2?
woooo! (thuthuthuthuthuthu)
and i’m still crackin’ cards… lotta bl!ckys
bafa two, f-ck is you talkin’ bout
glllllltttttt, pow

[verse 1]:
got the bl!cky on me, i’m feeling dangerous
call up yoshi and he gonna handle it
i’m on the block pulling strings like a mandolin
all this money, i’ma need me some management
count up the breesh and divide like an -n-lyst (breesh) (gang)
if i say handle it, they gonna handle it
don’t gotta practice it, already mastered it
he let the bl!cky sing, he causing damages (pow pow)
8 deep, hopping out of a black truck (woo)
black mask, let it scream, jack the place up
kylie jenner, paint his face like it’s make up
we in your crib at night, you gotta wake up (woo)
you wouldn’t know we was hunting for you (nah)
i got a drill and i’m coming for screws
keep talking that sh-t, you gone be on the news
fox 5 gang, momma singing the blues
aye, rip to your dead mans, he in a spliff
you trippin’ on hoes and i’m still getting rich (still getting paid)
you in the converse, i’m in the ricks
it’s a night out and we playing with sticks (glllt)
my shorty wildin’, she doing tricks
pull up to the red light, empty the clip (gang)
[interlude]:
it was a moment in time i was about to lose my life over 40 dollars, he pulled the gun out the waistband and said “run me ya sh-t”. i just handed it up, i’m not about to lose my life over 40 dollars. f-ck dignity, f-ck all of that. long live me

[verse 2]:
they wanna get me down bad (bad)
they tryna catch me out lacking (lacking)
got this 30 in my jacket
pull out the clank and it came with a ratchet (pow)
where you gone run to, i could’ve swung too, if i want it i’ma sn-tch it (gimme that sh-t)
rip pop smoke, swerving through potholes, i’m making noise in this aston
you cannot see through the black tint, new wheels and you know i’ma wrap it (wrap it)
and i’m not a rapper, but d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, i’m making noise in this rap sh-t
i got a shooter on go, i got an army, they all in attack mode
b-tch in this lake you a tadpole, no waves, and you stay on the back roads (woo)
we eating good like a black hole
1k, and i’m counting the racks though (stacking that cheddar boy)
flipping through bands in the bando
money to make but you worried bout snap scores (d-mn)
you know what the map’s for? i’m planning a l!ck and i’m bringing a task force (woo)
she asking questions about my energy, i told her “baby i’m just repping the black forces”

[outro]:
bafa 2, f-ck is you talking bout. you’re welcome

- 1kantrm

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