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letra de spalding - bandgang biggs

[intro: bandgang biggs]
come on now

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
can’t stop countin’ up this money, fiends steady callin’
i’m in the coupe, the seats brown, same color as spalding (skrrt)
i ain’t talkin’ shootin’ jumpers when i say i’m ballin’
you try to rob, i’ll have you tryna catch your breath joggin’
gucci shirt with white 1’s, this how n-ggas dressin’ (what’s up?)
spend a day with me and gang, you’d be impressed (yeah, it’s us)
we the ones who really do it, you ain’t gotta guess
when i’m done, i pass the torch off to my brothers next (oh, here you go)

[verse 2: bandgang lonnie bands]
i turned the real pills down, the fiends want ’em pressed, huh?
this a k57, not a percocеt
you want ten exotic pounds and a hundred dеps
this year i made a hundred thou’, n-gga, off that meth
n-gga, like i’m with redman
spit a fully n-gga at your window, watch your head spin
i got a clip long as giraffe legs
p droppin’ sh-lls like he in here crackin’ crab legs

[verse 3: bandgang javar]
billion-dollar haircut, twenty-nine hundred on the outfit
coat was two, shoes cost the other nine slips
sad part after today, i ain’t wearin’ this
checked my page and got a pickup in no old sh-t
mama said, “be grateful, some people can’t afford sh-t”
i know, ma, the opps still be sharin’ old ‘fits
like a petting zoo, he takin’ pictures with his mans chick
give him two weeks, i got the drop from his lil’ b-tch
used to pay top dollar for the runtz, now i grow it
give me 3k for the exotics, i’d throw it
if you can’t sell it, i’ma take it back, gotta focus
tez just made ten disappear, hocus pocus
[verse 4: bandgang masoe]
jordan vs. lebron, .223s when we shootin’
trigger happy, n-gga, if you sneeze, i’ll do it
dope stinkin’ up the house, mama said move it
pooty got us down south gettin’ the bag, stupid
we back, n-gga
don’t nothin’ move a n-gga quicker than some racks, n-gga
f-ck with that tris’ and that wock’, but i miss that act’, n-gga
all you gon’ hear is doo-doo-doo and see a fat n-gga
hoodie on like the grim reaper but it’s pack, n-gga

- bandgang biggs

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