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letra de artistry - ak bandamont

[intro]
([?] on the beat)

[verse 1: ak bandamont]
f-ckin’ up the bank for all blue strips be a fun feelin’
and i ain’t only with the rap, i be drug dealin’
i’m finna stack this sh-t up high and make it touch ceiling
i gotta watch the way i move, i’m finna touch millions

[verse 2]
lil’ cuz, you gotta know you gotta stack it
invest in the hood and get some bags and buy a hundred gadgets
i done f-cked a thousand hoes, but they was all ratchet
why the f-ck you talkin’ and you ain’t even really have it?

[verse 3: ak bandamont]
b-tch, close your mouth and hear a star speak
blanked out, then i woke up, my vision blurry, i need a bar or three
you gotta know somebody that know somebody to even shop with me
i’m finna take my hood on a lil’ journey, uncharted 3

[verse 4]
my lil’ n-ggas stеalin’ cars and they havin’ meets
they finna hit the road if thеy score, i’m buyin’ everything
i gave ’em g’s, they made some g’s, now we up some g’s
we been breakin’ down grams in the name of me
[verse 5: ak bandamont]
my unc’ was cuttin’ the white in penny loads back in ’83
this n-gga lost his life to gang violence, his mom hate the streets
i got a pure batch of molly ice, come and take a peek
don’t ask me why i do the sh-t i do, this sh-t payin’ me

[verse 6]
when i was in school, i wasn’t worried ’bout a pistol, i was thinkin’ grips
f-cked up and broke the pyrex off the bullsh-t
f-ck, we finna use this microwave and cook, bro
that sh-t quicker anyway, gang, put more than two on it
i was thinkin’ the other day, i’m on this scammin’ sh-t
i’m usin’ fiends for the loans, let’s see how much i get
b-tch, i’m on the run f-ckin’ the bank in two joggin’ ‘fits
i can fit the draco on my waist, i love joggin’ fits
can’t take my n-gga tb nowhere, he be startin’ sh-t
like, bro, chill

[verse 7: ak bandamont]
brodie seen the opps flyin’ down temple, go and park the whip
and i might kinda play it stupid, but i’m smart as sh-t
they tried to pin me in a fed trap, i outsmarted it
man, one shot’ll hit your top from forty yards, i done darted it
why you brag about catchin’ a case? that was larceny
you ever made ten in a drug house? i got artistry
i swear, i fell in love with pills and lean, this sh-t a part of me
they wonder why your hood naked as sh-t, we departed it
blap, we done pulled up with the -rs-nal
i made a k!lling off white girl and redrum, i’m on a cardinal
you want a tester, half a point’ll sit you down, here go a particle
my young dogs’ll jack you out your sh-t, check them articles
b-tch, i know you seen me comin’, how i startled you?
so i sent a school bus on her face, i done started it
i can sell a pound a day movin’ all eighths, i done charted it

- ak bandamont

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