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letra de the corona virus - ak bandamont

[intro]
(i got so much energy)
ak bandamont, n-gga, i get bands a lot, n-gga, you know that

[verse]
uh, d-mn, i just bought a pound
i treat this b-tch like sh-t, she can’t say sh-t ’cause i bought her house
this lil’ b-tch stay pulled up with the white and i charged her down
n-ggas been actin’ y’all whole life, where the oscar now?
b-tch hit the ‘wood, started coughin’, looked up at me and i’m up her blouse
i’m finna f-ck her now
you n-ggas can’t be in this sh-t for cheese, it’s the f-ckin’ clout
i’ll firebomb your crib, do it again, hope you make it out
if i’m on your ass, you from where i be at, you won’t make it out
i’ll find out where you live, scratch in the ‘cat, then stake it out
got paid tеn bands to go and k!ll two snakes, i’m finna rake ’em out
this n-gga was supposеd to stop sniffin’ white at thirty, he at eighty now
i was supposed to stop hittin’ zips at ten, i’m at eighty now
that’s like eighty thou’
if a n-gga shoot a single shot at me, i give him eighty rounds
this b-tch told me she pregnant, i punched her gut, it’s no baby found
uh, what y’all fakin’ ’bout?
my big cuz taught me how to stretch the work, i’m finna make an ounce
don’t test me, n-gga, i’ll put you in the dirt outside a vacant house
your mama already put you on a shirt, b-tch, you ain’t safe and sound
i’m startin’ to blow, everybody know my face, i can’t be found
i’m tryna see the ‘hound
i was at a show off eight lines and popped two percs, i can’t see the crowd
they love me when i bring that energy, they wanna see me loud
uh, b-tch, i get busy
i’m finna trade these thousand dubs for blues, b-tch, r.i.p. nipsey
this lightskin b-tch suck d-ck, she got a big nose, she look like miss piggy
i asked her what she do for a living, the b-tch said, “get litty”
i need a four, i’m finna pour it all in one pop, i won’t get sleepy
sometimes i be trippin’
my dog can crack a safe in less than two, you know i keep smith &s
i was on the road, ball in the deep, yes, i’ma keep piston
uh, i’ll put your mans in coffin
i be up all night tryna make bands, i’m a bandaholic
i be up at 5 a.m. tryna hit scams ’cause i’m a scamaholic
i know a n-gga up fifty still wear d-ckie, you can’t tell he ballin’
dog took an l, still tryna dress rich, you can’t tell he fallen
you can’t tell he grindin’
this n-gga said “slash ten,” he want a point, but i can tell he lyin’
b-tch said she tryna touch me but she can’t do it, but i can’t tell she tryin’
just copped ten percs, might pop like two a day, i can’t sell you nine
i f-cked around and popped three and drunk two lines, now i’m on angel time
i used to have a rollie, now i need it iced, i’m finna change my time
that b-tch was tryna f-ck me, i told her nah, she’s tryna change my mind
you can’t change my mind, f-ck it, i’ma break your spine
i’ma take your time
i just jugged a n-gga out eight lines on some karo slime
as soon as it’s a drought, you know we tax, you better save your pint

- ak bandamont

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