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letra de license, pt. 2 - bandgang javar

[intro]
yea let me get three of them
two of these
aye yall got this in white?
oh yeah let me get all of them
that’ll be [?]
yall take visa?
oh that one didn’t work?
try this one

rj always trippin’ man, rj always trippin’
antt hit the track
ooooh, baby

[verse 1: bandgang javar]
ay, you still got your wills, well then bring em out
hold on wait before you come bring that reader out
found [one-nine?] yeah i’m hopping on that old sh-t
piece is so fire when i swipe it make your nose itch
approved, that’s another transaction
but you wouldn’t know about it cause you’re using old methods
aye, and i could put you on some sh-t, the sh-t that get you rich but i’m taxin’ for this sh-t n-gga
same routine b-tch put that blinker on
it’s the [?], hoe get out your phone
aye, tryna get a n-gga cooked, f-ck wrong with you ima duck from your [?]
[verse 2: ?]
i’ma tell you what to do when you hit those stalls
tell you how to move when you hit that row
you say your n-gga scam, is you f-cking dumb?
he got you tryna jam with him one on one
making him call his bank back (dummy)
b-tch sn-tches no take backs (hey)
i’m with a b-tch that gone take the cash, flyin’ state to state
[?] like a cookout, it got paper plates
hit me up for a punch site (huh)
and shoe shoppin’ but i punch flights (aye)
wanna felony? baby come swipe
[?] with these dumb sides
with these dumb sides

[chorus: jaiswan]
if you got your license baby
let’s get to swiping baby
know i’m playing with fire baby
’cause we going one night in baby
baby, baby, baby, oh-woah, no-oh-woah

[verse 4: sada baby]
hold up
n-gga, i don’t swipe sh-t, but i’ll punch a n-gga
if i swing, gang swing, we gon’ jump a n-gga
hmm, i don’t scam at all, but i do numbers, n-gga
make your bm l!ck my b-lls, then i’m gon’ hump her, n-gga
bandgang, big squad, we’ll slump a n-gga
huh, watched my daddy push that— out on lumpkin, n-gga
we put some g’s on buddy head, they gon’ touch a n-gga
b-tch, i said what i said, i don’t trust you n-ggas
still need a b-tch to drive, ’cause i’m gon’ hit the road
huh, big homie need to slide ’cause he fresh off parole
show me a reader-writer, i don’t know what it’s for
like point young skuba to the stove and i’m gon’ get ’em gone, huh
[verse 5: ?]
you gon need your l’s, but not for drivin’
i got common names we already at verizon
you ain’t got good credit? f-ck it i punched the deposit
when he hit so many stores i had to pay for extra mileage
just show them your id ima be watching from the rental
sh-t was in and out in thirty minutes this sh-t simple
on the phone in the air like he was tryna get signal
you walked out front hard as h-ll ’cause you ain’t get him
[?] i got the sauce
imma send you five hundred till they cut your corridor
i know how to talk to chase when they cut that corridor
but you short me one giphy imma cut your arm off

[chorus: jaiswan]
if you got your license baby
let’s get to swiping baby
know i’m playing with fire baby
’cause we going one night in baby
baby, baby, baby, oh-woah, no-oh-woah

[outro]
band gang

- bandgang javar

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